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Jun 2020
choking on my tea
every time i take a sip
i'm too impatient

chamomile calms me
just before i fall asleep
my dreams are softer

magic tea, cast spells
conjure hope for my worry
mix starlight and moss
Written by
audrey  21/Androgynous/bellingham, wa
(21/Androgynous/bellingham, wa)   
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