From the delicate blossoms she came, dark hair dancing slowly, gracefully, as if submerged. When she spoke, her voice was rich and soothing. It pours from her lips like a blissful serenade and envelops you, transports you, "Drink deep the presence of the divine."
My homage to the heavenly drink that is tea.
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