You weren’t to know how your touch with the teaspoon stirred me…




(No Ratings Yet)nothing helped tea. It simply was what it was, which was boiling hot and flavorless.




(No Ratings Yet)I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.




(No Ratings Yet)I read the tea leaves as if they were wordsleft over from a conversation between two cups.




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