my body stressed out
all ideas lost unto you
but i know better than to submit
myself to drowning
in the five glasses of water
you left me - half full
abundance? no,
trust
in you
you will not stay, you will go
you are no different
to me
i've downed every drop
yet, the h2O reminisces
the glass is part empty, still-
life is mine to call whole
you come back around
for the next round and
again, it's last call
relinquishing any doubt
the present moments my own
to claim this glass- half full
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