While
drinking
tea by
the sea,
I travel
forever
when
I close my
eyes, and
become
the soft
waves of
memory,
whiteness
becomes
the pearls
of reverie,
I will
return
as I have
always
done,
I forget
the dew
falling from
this heart
of mine and heal.
May 16, 2022
May 16, 2022 at 9:25 AM UTC
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