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May 2017
You're always sure that my cup is full
but it never overflows.
I try to absorb what excess there is
so that I can hand it back to you,
quench your thirst straight from my palms
when you feel empty.
Written by
Donielle  30/F/Pennsylvania
(30/F/Pennsylvania)   
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