Sometimes
Nothing beats a good
scotch in hand
It feels like
I am sipping
on my own
Soul
With each swirl
The spirit continues
to evolve
in the same glass
that once
In another life
brushed the coastlines
and its bare feet

Sometimes
Nothing beats a good
scotch in hand
It feels like
I am sipping
on my own
Soul
With each swirl
The spirit continues
to evolve
in the same glass
that once
In another life
brushed the coastlines
and its bare feet
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