Sweet sugar in cup of tea
In the saucer filled with honesty
Sipping it hot to throw away the doubt
In morn to step into life being soft.
The same old day returns back
When for dreams you are not awake
So sing the song of our dreams
Which all around beams.
So in ritual of the day clothed with food of life
Which brings hope each day
Adding to the tastes something new
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