this tea, was made by
so many hands,
i cannot count them all
each leaf
gently kissed
each finger
and
as i sip,
each of their
nameless hands
dissolves on
each of my tastebuds
with a satisfying
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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this tea, was made by
so many hands,
i cannot count them all
each leaf
gently kissed
each finger
and
as i sip,
each of their
nameless hands
dissolves on
each of my tastebuds
with a satisfying
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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