The Glass
The Glass
I need to quench my thirst
Though the glass is far
If I had power
I would pick that glass
And quench my thirst
That glass shines so bright
That it brightens my face
Making everything in my world
I really need the glass
I`ll hold it so carefully
To maintain its clear color
Making its appearance so powerful
To my life and to its life
The glass
Shines like crystal
Portraying its beauty
Of glass found else` where not
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