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Thursday, May 10, 2012

My first cuppa

The solitude I seek is there on the first light of day,
The warmth that embraces me allows me to slip away,
Your brown enrichment draws me in,
I soon begin to fear that the day must begin,
I wish the end of the cup would not be,
You are my motivation, my key, my favorite cup of tea.

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