A cup of tea



Drinking tea with a smilesitting on the  beach with my imaginationLife is perfect as the world is minewith the smell of jasmine it another paradisedrinking tea with an album in  my handI have your picture, I fell prideI am poor soon you will findHaving four dollars in my purseDrink tea with me, idea floating  in my mind 

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