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this cup of tea before me is fragrant grace, in liquid form moments of thought, betwixt moments of action the license to gather wool to ponder questions both big and small this cup of tea holds memories, lists, dreams, to much sugar the work of may hands ties that bind, to family to friends and associates ribbonroads of love that lead back to those who have gone before the drip ends of soggy biscuits strength to carry on... the calm within the storm this simple cup of tea can make a sad day bearable a long meeting acceptable a car ride an adventure a picnic delightful a long night, shorter an awkward conversation easier a bad cake more palatable a good cake exquisite a stolen moment precious this cup of tea made from leaf tips, water and heat is but a simple tisane that can help cure a multitude of  ills this cup of tea is humble but mighty this cup of tea is exactly  what I needed right now...
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 7:44 PM UTC
the simple cup
this cup of tea before me is fragrant grace, in liquid form moments of thought, betwixt moments of action the license to gather wool to ponder questions both big and small this cup of tea holds memories, lists, dreams, to much sugar the work of may hands ties that bind, to family to friends and associates ribbonroads of love that lead back to those who have gone before the drip ends of soggy biscuits strength to carry on... the calm within the storm this simple cup of tea can make a sad day bearable a long meeting acceptable a car ride an adventure a picnic delightful a long night, shorter an awkward conversation easier a bad cake more palatable a good cake exquisite a stolen moment precious this cup of tea made from leaf tips, water and heat is but a simple tisane that can help cure a multitude of  ills this cup of tea is humble but mighty this cup of tea is exactly  what I needed right now...
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 7:44 PM UTC
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