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TWO CUPS

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Two cups on the table, both still full. Smoke curlin’ slow like it know the rule. We don’t talk but the vibe still pull. Say nothin’, but I know you feel it too. Long day been draggin’ on my name, Tossed my phone, didn’t play that game. Sat on the porch, then you did the same, Your eyes said “real” — no need to explain. You lit one, I ain’t ask for a drag, You passed it, still — like a silent flag. We breathed in sync, just like we planned it, Even though we never really planned it. You move like the world done burned you slow, Like you seen too much but you don’t let it show. Me? I’m cracked but I glow in the break, Learned to rest, not run from the ache. You don’t ask why I always sit quiet, Or why I roll like I’m startin’ a riot. But I don’t. I float. I let it slide. Your calm makes me put my pride aside. We ain’t fixed, just better for a night, Shared silence under porchlight. Two minds bruised but feel aligned, One hit pass, then we rewind. Two cups on the table, both still full. Smoke curlin’ slow like it know the rule. We don’t talk but the vibe still pull. Say nothin’, but I know you feel it too. World loud, but we don’t feed the sound. We just sit while the smoke goes ‘round. Don’t need to say what we already knew— Shared silence been speakin’ the truth.