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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1804390
A personal poem
The Well of the cup,

Gripped by tired hands,

That mixes memories and regrets,

In its bottomless end.

Its still brown reflection of eyes,

Bears a gentle acknowledgement,

To a tired soul.
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