To taste your lips with that coconut wine
I'd cross the mountain from time to time
Though distilled spirits told me, you love me, with all of your heart.
Time and spaces both tears us apart
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i cant't forget how the nasty aftertaste and burning sensation that crosses from the mouth to the throat, until it reaches your stomach...