Category: tea
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Borrowed sugar
Borrowed Sugar The sun shines overhead It looks like a raging ball of fire in a ocean of blue Dragonflies float in the swirling wind But the appeals of nature grew still When a neighbor knocked on the sturdy wooden door A tap, tap, tap is heard Followed by words from the bowels of a…
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We Drink the Tea
We Drink the Tea we submerge our notion of eternity into a steaming kettle the whistle charges through the house like a preposterous bull in a rodeo we strain the vitality of forever from forest foliage tinted in shiny emerald splendor the aroma of tart acidic, loose leaf entices the senses we inhale paradise……
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