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My dearest tea you greet me sir, take my left hand your spoon astir. i let you stand until just so, beloved sip of company i've come to know. your brim is steaming, and from behind you early rays of glory streaming through a dawn awakened window to a world where life is teeming. but wait, a few more minutes with you... let me lose your steady brew just slow and quietly as the glistening dew appears, and winks me from my dreaming.
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:09 AM UTC
Tea dreaming
My dearest tea you greet me sir, take my left hand your spoon astir. i let you stand until just so, beloved sip of company i've come to know. your brim is steaming, and from behind you early rays of glory streaming through a dawn awakened window to a world where life is teeming. but wait, a few more minutes with you... let me lose your steady brew just slow and quietly as the glistening dew appears, and winks me from my dreaming.
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:09 AM UTC
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