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We inhabit human flesh,
Anchored in sturdy bone,
Pressing the sweetest grapes
All the pretty day long.

Then return we drained
To find sanctuary for rest
And dream of flowing honey,
We drank from nature’s breast.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 2/13/2018 5:26:00 AM
Well thought and nicely written poem.
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