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Paper Cup
once my cup ran over
with everything, mainly love
a large cup it was
then the cup became paper
was drained of everything
discarded
in the trash
but I found a final ounce of myself
glowing at the end of my moons rainbow
yes they exist
and took it to find my way home in the dark
Thursday 14th December 2023 4:20 pm
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