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on my couch, alone again, with a cup of tea in my ****** hands and a book next to me, whose pages are missing. the pleasingly bitter taste hits my tongue and i am re-born again.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 3:16 PM UTC
green tea
on my couch, alone again, with a cup of tea in my ****** hands and a book next to me, whose pages are missing. the pleasingly bitter taste hits my tongue and i am re-born again.
this poem is just how tea calms you and you feel like a new person after drinking it. at least that's how i feel.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 3:16 PM UTC
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