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Conor
Poems
Feb 2012
The Cup
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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