Coffee Cup By Nathan WainwrightTin Can PoetryNov 4, 20231 min readI woke up as my favorite porcelain mug.I made myself into a cup of coffee,and accidentally bumped my bodyinto a shattered mess.
I woke up as my favorite porcelain mug.I made myself into a cup of coffee,and accidentally bumped my bodyinto a shattered mess.
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