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by whpayne

I wonder about the tea called peace you know the one in the can my favorite flavor is sweet lemon i wonder about it's heft and might the atoms of tea trapped in the can begging and begging to be set free free from the real and free from the unreal do the manufacturers know about me? who is the manufacturer? some guy? is there even a guy? well hello there! some guy I'm henry I think your drink is pretty good I can't help but wonder though about the leaves you know that's where tea comes from anyway I have a question for you Mr. Some Guy if that even is your real name do you take into account how heavy the can of tea is? cause it feels nice a reassuring bundle of matter that says "I take up space" but it's kind of gross you know? the amount of liquid you want me to pour into my stomach and for that liquid to say "I cost 1.49 at the 7/11" any ways Mr. Guy, I just wanted to say thanks
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20 / M / Chicago
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whpayne
20 / M / Chicago
Published
Apr 19, 2021
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