His Cup _ to Kailin

His cup

You fill and fill and fill.
‘Not full, not full, not full,
Far from full, not even half!’

You fill and fill and fill.
You keep on filling and filling,
Until you suddenly find out why.

His cup is a sieve in disguise.
‘This has always been my cup.
Now don’t tell me you’re that blind!’

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FM:)
♥♥

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