Do you see a glass half full?
Or empty?
Or the glass?
Sometimes life is so full
So driven
So het up
We miss it,
The glass,
As it sparkles
Refracts
Holds all in.
Just like us.

Do you see a glass half full?
Or empty?
Or the glass?
Sometimes life is so full
So driven
So het up
We miss it,
The glass,
As it sparkles
Refracts
Holds all in.
Just like us.
I see the glass. The reflections. The shadows. The play of light as it passes through the glass and its contents.
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