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When the world is all at odds
and the mind is all at sea,
then cease the useless tedium
and brew a cup of tea.
There is magic in its fragrance;
there is solace in its taste.
And then laden moments vanish
somehow into space.
The world becomes a lovely thing;
there’s beauty as you’ll see.
All because you briefly stopped
to brew a cup of tea.
~ Source unknown


