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Jan 2016
see the scatter of tea grains
in the bottom of
plain white porcelain
hold your breath and tip the water
watch the steam rising
pale specks swimming
fold your legs and lift the cup
sink into the weightlessness
of this ancient beauty
can you almost taste the history?
crystallaiz
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