Uncorked
The wine sits on the kitchen table, well-aged and ready to open.
The wine sits on the kitchen table,
well-aged and ready to open.
Two glasses sit, in anticipation,
Waiting to be filled.
Taking a corkscrew out of a drawer,
The cork…
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