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Feb 2010
That was the last drop
In my cup of water
That sent me over the edge
The last one I could take
Before I poured over
And left the cup
Gave it up
Without another chance
And spewed down to my table
To be wiped up
And sent back to the sky
By the warm rays of the sun
Written by
Rune amergin
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