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My aunt Lolly used to give me cinnamon tea and orange peels, Aroma of citrus and spice fill the kitchen, Deutsch cinnamon to be exact Quills of cinnamon, steeped into my teacup A spike of apple moonshine, coating my throat with warmth You would say As kids, I remember my dad giving us whiskey when we were sick. Yesterdays, bottles of brandy Today’s headache coupled with cinnamon tea, garnished with an orange peel. Miss you
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Apr 14, 2022
Apr 14, 2022 at 11:26 PM UTC
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My aunt Lolly used to give me cinnamon tea and orange peels, Aroma of citrus and spice fill the kitchen, Deutsch cinnamon to be exact Quills of cinnamon, steeped into my teacup A spike of apple moonshine, coating my throat with warmth You would say As kids, I remember my dad giving us whiskey when we were sick. Yesterdays, bottles of brandy Today’s headache coupled with cinnamon tea, garnished with an orange peel. Miss you
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Apr 14, 2022 at 11:26 PM UTC
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