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The glass becomes like an extension of her arm
Clenched firmly at the stem, it seems to lead her very gestures
Like the cargo of a vessel on a stormy sea, its contents follow in rhythm

Quickly, the contents are emptied, refilled and emptied again
But there is no satisfaction; no relief, no matter how often it is filled
Only an unquenchable thirst that’s born from pain and shame 
 
He watches the movements, his eyes drawn against his will to the vessel 
Helpless, he sees and feels the pain, sees and feels the shame
First he feels fear; then emptiness, resentment and contempt 

Fear, of losing the past they had shared
Fear, of losing the future they had built together
Fear, of losing the bond that had seemed so strong

Emptiness, as love and compassion drain from his heart  
Emptiness, as the gentle side of him hardens and thickens  
Emptiness, as hope slowly vanishes 

Resentment, of the fear that is always present
Resentment, of the loneliness that grows each day
Resentment, for the guilt these feelings bring 

Contempt, for the tiny vessel with its cargo  
Contempt, for those who had filled and launched the vessel
And now, contempt for the one who holds it

These feelings now, have become his pain, his shame
Locked deep below, like the cargo of a vessel; 
His vessel, drifting alone on an empty sea

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