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Submitted to Contest #309
The rue tea sings a bitter lullaby at the crack of dawn, a sharp shot springing up in a fruitless attempt to still the mind. Loose leaves bite at Rue’s lips and she winces. She couldn’t quite understand how dreams work. How is it possible to miss someone who doesn’t exist? How could a voice, honey melting under moonlight, encapsulate her body and mind completely? The ceramic cup chimes in a whisper as steam hugs her face. Some mornings tasted like green, other times they tasted blue. Today, it tastes like she had forgotten to clean the palet...
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