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Cupped hands in prayer
I am not defined by the cracks within
But that I still hold water
That I may bring it
To your lips

Should I be anything for you
Let me hold
Even if there may be
Pretty vessels at market
Let me hold
For surely our function is the same
I may not be bordeaux
But the wine I hold
Still holds flavor
Let me hold
Until I overflow
Shatter
Become shards in puddle
Let me hold
For now
Please

© Artemis' Arrow