Cup #1

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The world around me.

It accuses me.

Despises me.

I'm poked at.

I am yelled at.

By this world I could trust.

This world I had believed to be my friend.

There are good people in this world.

They are the ones I keep close.

They are amazing.

Because.

They choose to not accuse.

They choose to find out...

What I am going through.

Now the world does not hurt me.

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