Does the mug of tea
Cooling, forgotten, forlorn
Resent its drinker, who drinketh not?
Or does it rejoice in extension
Minutes, hours added to existance?
Or days, weeks, mouldy months
Is its purpose to be
Or to be drunk?
I breathe the aroma
Feel the warmth
And drink
Thank you
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