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6d
You invite me in for tea
To sit down and talk
About nothing,
And nothing was something.
It was warm, sweet, bitter, bland, and cold
Time went by so fast
I had no time to savor it.
The tea or you
Your eyes like earl grey
Understanding, soft, sad.
We walk to the door
I grab my coat hesitant
It's chilly outside.
Maybe just one more cup of tea?
Mimi
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Mimi
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