To pass the loneliness of time.
The crimson liquid poured smoothly into the crystal glass.
The bitter sweet flavor touched my tongue and reminded me of the past.
As memories engulfed my mind and soul I was sent back in a flash.
Familiar faces and painful times burned, then turned to ash.
As sudden as the time travel began it swiftly came to a halt.
Once my mind was back in reality, those memories I sealed in a vault.
I returned to my glass of ruby red wide and peered into the night.
Then I asked myself a simple question, "Is it worth the fight?"
I took my final sip of wine, but thought of something new.
Tonight I drank for me, for her, for him, but especially for you.
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