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Nov 2013
Tea
Everyone wonders whether the glass is half empty or half full
But no one ever asks the stuff that's in the cup what it thinks
See, I can feel all of my edges, where the tension begins at my surface
I truly know
And I know that it's not really whether the glass is half empty or half full
But what you do with the stuff inside of it
we're doing a writer's wednesday thing idk
Cheyenne Najee
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Cheyenne Najee  VA
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