We often drink to swim in sorrows past Only to relish in the marvel of their sweetened complexions   Seasons seem to bear no malice on thoughts and actions spent Worlds apart from modern conviction   We often drink to swim in sorrows past Retired disappointments we find abandoned   We often drink to swim…

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