I sipped the bitterest wine of disrespect when the sweetest word echoed in my ear,But when the kindest word echoed through the ears, I heard those sweetest words and threw away the sweet vine.When the cunning minds made their way through me, I accept the glass of vine filled with all kinds of betrayals,But when the wisest minds made their way through me, I rejected the glass of vine filled with all the sweetest fruits of my honesty.I pave my way towards disappointments when the dejection of people kept waking with me while I was alone but I never noticed the happiness walking with my shadow just like those people never did me.We loved the vine with the bitterest taste given to us, but again when the time of the sweetest vine came we feared that vine without tasting it while remembering the old one.
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