The Fools Call
Fools Call
The wine of life is dry when tasted, drink not a filled cup without knowing it's never sweet, expect that you will be drunk and the taste will entice you, known its odor will surly blind u drunkenness also comes from denying yourself freedom. know that life's journey has many travelers wanting to fill full their quest, let their road not erase your path and be left on a road not of your desire give him who thirst wine and give him who morns stong wine says our master, not to be a fool to abuse the medication from the mind but to enjoy it's fruits for the relaxation of the mind and body so chose your road o travelers and be assured of peacefully dreams without the sorrowful tears of yeaster years but look at dreams of children given as a gift and yours too mold groom for the world to walk with head up held and yours too be accountable for
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