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Feb 2019
Tea
So many opportunities trapped in this minuscule white sack,
Formally accompanied by a crisp, sweet snack,
Depending on your preference it can be presented milky, drunk or black.

This liquid can manifest itself in a number of forms,
The reason behind so many conversations being born,
Engulfed by the holder - cold, hot or lukewarm.

Used to engage or relax the mind,
Taking that first testing slurp allows tension to unwind,
To create it for a friend is a gesture so small, yet oh-so kind.
Written by
Ben Tol  21/M/London
(21/M/London)   
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