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Tugging A Bottle Of Memories  

With a breath of the candle's wick  
locked into a dancing minuet
listening to the cry of dripping wax
touched by the arms in the flames
reaching out in my lonely  
giving my sleepy eyes a bouquet  
tugging a bottle of memories  
a vessel to a sacred ghost divinity  
feeling the caressing arms of my wife  
laying a snuggle on my prayers
tugging a bottle of memories  
with a scented kiss from Heaven
and origins of my fate
Written by PaleSkies
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