Crumbs

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Depression is,
In one form,
In my form, today,
Staring at my cup of water
In dismay
A bread crumb
Floats
I duck and dodge with every sip
Until the gumption
To get it out
Finally presides
At 2am
The bread crumb,
I thought about the bread crumb every time
I took a sip
But now it's gone
And I laugh

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