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Apocalypse

Three o’ clock in the morning woke me up Curiosity suddenly punched me My bare hands grabbed a wine glass For the first time, prepared an odd drink A tablespoon of wine, a tablespoon of *rum* Mixed with a teaspoon of tea, plus half glass of beer. Whipped cream on top of the drink with a fresh cherry fruit Lighted candles have been blown by the cold breeze Their smoke were hollowed in my drink. Somewhat bitter, somewhat sweet. Uniqueness of its taste colors my throat Burning kiss marks on my lips Tracing the taste of your mouth. Then you suddenly came, giving a cup of black coffee Warning me to wake up from a scornful dream.

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