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A Cup of Tea

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My life is a cup of tea
Calm, cool, simply cold.
Bubbles slowly coming,
the pressure's consuming me.
Heat comes into the mix
No rhythm as I sing
The kettle whistles.
My stress heightens,
the shrieks become louder.
I shut everything out..
Silence consumes me.
Cloudy, completely fogged up.
I can't make out a damn thing..
I'm poured out,
a relief,
a relaxing side of me..
"Space, space!" I thought.
Minutes pass and I'm relaxed,
a sip is taken, and I'm used..
I feel a bit empty, a bit dead.
Why is this feeling I'm used to?
I'm left alone and forgotten.
You won't bother to take the last drops?
Calm, cool, and simply cold.
My life is a cup of tea.



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