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Drinking from the Cup - A Poem
Drinking from the Cup
The cup was set before me
And I was asked to drink from it
The liquid, so sweet, slid down my throat
Filled with happiness, joy, and love
My heart bursting with light itself
When the server brought another
The glass I pressed eagerly to my lips
Expecting that sweet, warming taste
Instead I nearly gagged and spat
The server merely shook ( Read more... )