Holy Grail

One day I woke up 

To find the holy grail lying next to me in bed. 

There was rust on it. 

And a few dried drops of wine at the bottom. 

I sat up and wiped the crusties from my eyes, 

And felt for the first time as though 

I knew I would be okay.

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