The clock on the wall is
approaching half past nine,
you reach for the bottle
and pour out a glass of wine.
An empty glass stands
alongside your own,
you touch them together
so as not to feel alone.
You raise your glass
and whisper a soft salutation,
then put it to your lips and swallow
it back without any hesitation.
You repeat the process
until the bottle is gone.
Now feeling numb you have
the strength to carry on.
Hmm.. a sad interpretation of loneliness !!
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Sometimes, so very true!
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Great post 😁
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Thanks
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Brilliant 👍🖤
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Thanks.
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You’re most welcome 👍🖤
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