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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

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