i like to think that with green tea
alone
in simplicity with the modest
floor where i can simply sit
and be myself without the luxury of
a chair
or bed
on simple thoughts of bare
feet
sans the complexities of modernity
and towering technology
i shall live for more than
ninety or perhaps with a little bonus
from God
more than a hundred
even without you.
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