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Wine is Bottled Poetry

And sometimes, wine can be anything but bottled poetry, more like a bad nursery rhyme, a twisted limerick or even blank verse. But at its best, it is indeed just that – pure poetry. In this blog, I will attempt to avoid sounding like a bad nursery rhyme, but hope that any poetry I find in the bottle will find some expression on this blog.

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