Cup #2

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Some nights I can't sleep.

Some mornings I can't bear.

All day is just torture.

A mask is all I wear.

Until a really great friend,

Told me how I'm strong.

I didn't believe her,

And I didn't have long.

Her words were bombarding

And, oh, very neat...

"You wanna know purpose?

Feel your heart and how it beats."

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