In the morning's tender light, a whisper soft,
A wake-up call, as dawn's embrace aloft.
A kettle hums, a ritual, time to unwind,
Strong ginger tea, with milk entwined.
The aroma, a symphony of morning grace,
Resistless allure, filling up the space.
Awakening senses, a dance on the tongue,
Morning tea, where new stories are begun.
As shadows lengthen, and the day unwinds,
Evening...
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