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I was a hot cup of water Freshly set on the wooden table You the sweet, dark leaves That floated past the steam The minutes pass And though I became dark I was so much more Just you and me, sweet tea But we cooled You, spooned out I, quietly drank and it was all gone
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:41 AM UTC
A Tea Poem
I was a hot cup of water Freshly set on the wooden table You the sweet, dark leaves That floated past the steam The minutes pass And though I became dark I was so much more Just you and me, sweet tea But we cooled You, spooned out I, quietly drank and it was all gone
zoe-green
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Missouri
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:41 AM UTC
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