Once there was a cup
It broke, but did not give up
The cup said it will live through the pain
If, for the world, there could be some gain
Thus it served and leaked, but never creaked
Always putting its best lip forward
One night a lot was put on its head
"I have survived lots, will survive this", the cup said
The cups around then chirped up
"We know you don't want to give up
But know this, you are not alone
We will be here, after you are gone"
The next morning, the cup was dead
It had given up, and moved on ahead.
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