Hope, and
A few wishes to elope.
The glass was half-full.
Sunrays, and
A few reasons to stay.
The glass was half-empty.
I picked it up,
Which one was more important?
I placed it
On the table
and smiled.
What mattered was,
I was the one
who was pouring
it was wine.
It’s meant to be
Half-full, and
And so are we.

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Poets, madness and lies.

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