have a sip of tea

have a pot of tea.
imagine sipping from a warm pot of tea.
when you take that first sip, 
what type of tea did you imagine drinking?
is it light? 
bitter? 
sweet?
was the flavor, 
a delicate blend of chamomile and honey? 
soothing your senses with its gentle sweetness?
'cause in a world transformed by a pandemic,
a pot of tea became a sanctuary.
its warmth embraced us, 
a refuge from realities. 
throughout the pandemic, 
our lives transformed in unpredictable ways. 
in that tranquil moment, 
dreams are woven into reality.
dreams intertwined with reality, 
a tapestry woven with hope and hardship.
so did you dream a dream?
'cause we did. 
ever wonder how one pandemic has changed all of us.
for the better or not, 
it depend.
across digital landscapes, 
crossing oceans.
we found solace in newfound friendships from corners of the world we'd never have explored otherwise.
new friendships blossomed, 
transcending borders, 
defying oceans. 
oceans were crossed, 
not just in miles but in experiences shared.
we navigated this uncharted territory, 
how was yours like?
ours was wild.
our shared journey wild and untamed. 
some said sometimes it takes ten years to get that one year that changes your life,
ours did.
let me tell you our story for Create Together. 
and you can decide on what you think.

In ancient days of maple lore,
A missive sent, a tale in store.
The card, alas, in limbo lay,
As time slipped by in waiting fray.

A unicorn, with eyes so bright,
Dreamed of a meet-up, day and night.
Silent, it soared, a wondrous sight,
A surprise, untold, took flight.
From two dimensions, sprang forth four,

Dalonga danced, the crowd go wild.
A legend born, a viral roar,
TikTok shook the social floor.
Bobas tumbled, stars aligned,

In each sweet drop, a tale entwined.
Through centuries, this tale refined,
Amidst the skies, a hush profound,
No wings took flight, no engines sound.

Boeing's stock, once fierce and high,
Now still as night, beneath the sky.
Egypt's dunes, in snowdrifts white,
A century's slumber, a wondrous sight.

Desert's embrace, in icy hold,
A tale of nature, brave and bold.
In Texas land, the pipeline froze,
A frozen river, where warmth once flowed.

People trapped, confined within,
As winter's chill did cruelly begin.
Families huddled, hearts grown cold,
In storm's cruel grip, their fate was told.

A bitter end, a tale untold,
In icy grasp, their story unfold.
Yet Taiwan's borders, once tightly bound,
Now slowly open, a hopeful sound.

Citizens return, in suits of might,
A sci-fi vision, a curious sight.
In PPE armor, like beings unknown, 
They step into a world they'd outgrown. 

Through trials and storms, 
they find their way, 
A new dawn rises, a brand-new day.
In fragrant harbor, a tale untold,

A girl with dreams, her heart so bold.
To Melbourne skies, she took her flight,
For love she sought, in the southern light.
But cruel fate, a bitter jest,

Her heartache deep, put love to test.
Ten thousand gone, like fleeting sighs,
Her hope, her trust, in tearful eyes.
On Christmas Isle, two weeks confined,

Isolation's grasp, a soul maligned.
Alone she stands in fragrant air,
Love's ember fades, a heart laid bare.
Once soared so high, like stars above,

Now lost, entwined in threads of love.
In Hong Kong's heart, protests ablaze,
A city's spirit, in fervent blaze.
Skyrocketing high, a fervent cry,

A tale of hope, that touched the sky.
Yet, like her love, it too did wane,
A shattered dream, a bitter rain.
The stars that once, in brilliance gleamed,

Now faded, like a dream, it seemed.
Returned to home, a soul set free,
In fragrant harbor, by the sea.
All hope for love, once held so strong,

Now whispers lost, a mournful song.
While distant lands, in protest loud,
Raised voices high, a turbulent crowd.
Hong Kong's youth, with fervent might,
Stood 'gainst a tide, in courage bright.

Against a tide of shifting power,
They faced the storm, in every hour.
Poisoned air, and waters fell,
Yet hearts aflame, they would not quell.

With bricks and fire, their voices rose,
Defying fate, their courage shows.
In streets of strife, a battle fought,
A city torn, its dreams distraught.

The line 'twixt right and wrong, unclear,
As passions clashed, and futures near.
Children stood 'gainst parents dear,
A painful truth, a conflict near.

In shadows cast, where loyalties sway,
Land, in disarray,
In echoes of time, tales interlace,
A world in flux, a changing space.

Through trials endured, and hearts so strong,
A tapestry woven, both right and wrong.
In fragrant harbor, under starlit skies,
Hope flickers on, where true love lies.

Amidst the ebb and flow of time,
In fragrant harbor's ancient clime,
Life's tapestry, though torn and frayed,
In every thread, a story laid.

Through trials faced, and hopes now dim,
In Hong Kong's heart, a solemn hymn.
Yet in the ashes, still, we find,
Resilience, strength, the human kind.

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