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Green Tea

by wistful-wanderer

The warmth of the mug pulses through my hands as I lift it to let another sip of that aromatic golden liquid touch my dry lips.

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Apr 28, 2014

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Notes: I love tea. Sometimes I have 3 to 5 cups a day. It helps heal me, so I love feeling cleansed and healthy after drinking it.
Tags: #tea #sensation #aroma

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