Still Place Ledger - Diary Log #1,127 – There Were More of Me Once

I found a cup today that I did not carve.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvsUjKAQRGH
It fits my hand, perfectly.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjOO8QP8SJ3
Worn smooth at the rim, familiar, like it had always been here.

But I did not make it.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDzIEJn8klk
I do not remember who did.

I asked the tavern. It creaked. I asked the fire. It hissed.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPQdHHSNmgY
I asked myself, and found no answer.

There were more of me once.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡskdRQY9XAb
Not copies.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRrZSKhI3Zp
Not brothers.

Possibilities.

I do not know where they went.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz6GpjDGflU
Perhaps they stepped outside.

Perhaps I stayed.

The cup is full now.365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKm0UeuKYnT
Not with a drink,365Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPEbzjvjqAg
but with a question.

And still, serve.

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