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Under the orange sunset Our arms wrapped around pillows Have you ever felt that Comfort below weeping willows? We are here, far from home, So let me listen to your stories From outside this sweltering dome. Let me listen to your worries. Don't you dare say sorry, Don't say you're fine, Don't be scared, don't hurry, Your secrets are mine. Here it is only us and the furniture, Glowing with the golden sun. For now, just forget the future And focus on the now, the fun from a long, long time ago, In a faraway place perchance, Remember how winds used to blow Free. Your family, friends, romance... Tell me more, till you are sore, I am here, one with the air, Listening as your teas pour And comfort you, show that I care for you… Now there is no fear. Just your sweet tea and tears enslaved in the atmosphere... You talk and talk, on and on... Recursion. Infinite loop. But what about me? Would you do the same for my bitter, black tea?
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Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
Pouring Tea
Under the orange sunset Our arms wrapped around pillows Have you ever felt that Comfort below weeping willows? We are here, far from home, So let me listen to your stories From outside this sweltering dome. Let me listen to your worries. Don't you dare say sorry, Don't say you're fine, Don't be scared, don't hurry, Your secrets are mine. Here it is only us and the furniture, Glowing with the golden sun. For now, just forget the future And focus on the now, the fun from a long, long time ago, In a faraway place perchance, Remember how winds used to blow Free. Your family, friends, romance... Tell me more, till you are sore, I am here, one with the air, Listening as your teas pour And comfort you, show that I care for you… Now there is no fear. Just your sweet tea and tears enslaved in the atmosphere... You talk and talk, on and on... Recursion. Infinite loop. But what about me? Would you do the same for my bitter, black tea?
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Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
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