One curtain of spring dreams always follow breeze
Brocades difficultly, an encyclopedic mind
Exploration of where my preexistence was
Drink all ten thousand cups of wine this life
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spring, wine, breeze to exciting, too exhilarating. From lip to lip, it whispered, when you live drink, for once dead, you shall never return.=_Omar Khayam.Good poem Mr.Zhihai.
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spring, wine, breeze to exciting, too exhilarating. From lip to lip, it whispered, when you live drink, for once dead, you shall never return.=_Omar Khayam.Good poem Mr.Zhihai.