The well was full, once

Brimming with hope, with love, with empathy

Gifted without measure to any who needed it

But you drank and drank

You drank it dry

with tricks and lies

My well is empty now

Barren and dusty

You stand and scream

Where is your water?

I have nothing left for you

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