Smoke rings twirl in orange dusk.
Wine spins stories of the past.
Some tales bring a whiff of musk,
some are blurred and shadows cast.
Memories sprinkle pictures.
Somewhere half-smiles appear.
Days drag on with strange features.
Nights take long to disappear.
Sleep evades till early dawn.
Thoughts ramble on, life goes on.
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