Red wine, vodka lime
Blue lights, blue smoke
Faces,
Mark singing...
And underneath it all
The bridge of sighs
As time stretches taut
and disappears into eternity.
And still we drink
Voices raised in song
Pushing away the moment
Pushing away tomorrow.
We raise our glasses
We drink to you
You are all you need to be.
Be well.
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