Downstairs, last night's dinner
ghosts in a sea of cinnamon tea
Quiet. Light bubbles, fills up,
curls in my cup--misty as milk
Stir in two children
(I take it sweet.)
_
ghosts in a sea of cinnamon tea
Quiet. Light bubbles, fills up,
curls in my cup--misty as milk
Stir in two children
(I take it sweet.)
_
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