A boy once told me tea was best made with milk, I told him he was crazy, he told me he'd make me crazy. Honey, maybe if I put sugar in your tea, soothing to the throat, you'll swallow your words and call me by my name as you pour milk in mine.
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humans
Poetry"Being human means constantly trying to find the light." -Kevin Kantor & Sienna Burnett "Phases" (poetry written in form of journal entries)
