walked towards the table...
There stood a wine glass and a Mug
The Mug, was unpolished, stable and able to hold alot of water
The wine Glass, was sparkling,romantic,tempting
I drank from the mug, the water was plentiful but it was cloudy
The wine glass only allowed me to sip a few mouthfuls from it,
the liquid wine that i tasted was sweet to taste but lingers with a tint of bitterness..
I took both,
walked towards the tap,
and washed them clean.
I Placed out my joined palms and scooped a handful of water from the tap
And realised that the mug and the glass was not nessesary.
Drinking from my own scooped hands was all i need
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