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Two cups of Chai

I kept the chai glasses together, before he walked in. I looked at them staying side by side,  Touching ever-so-lightly. I took a sip from both the cups, before he walked in. They tasted alike. Much like you and me. But then you walked in. I gave away a cup of chai to you. You sipped the tea I stole a bit. I smiled. We drank our teas- Yours in you, and mine in me. Much like our ways. But I took a sip before you walked in, and i touched the glasses together, and looked at it like a dream i often see. You and i smiled, and went our way. But I left a little bit of me in you!
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To be that Happy,again

I saw a boy on a motorbike with his father. He had no helmet on. He had a pack of biscuit though. 
He was eating biscuits on a motorbike, without a helmet. 
He turned back and saw me, on my motorbike, riding behind him. 
He smiled a shy smile, at me. I smiled back. 
When was the last time I smiled with genuine happiness, I don't quite remember.
Then he turned back again, smiled again at me. 
Oh to be that young and naïve.
To think that eating biscuits on the backseat of your father's motorbike is the most important thing in your life. 
To be that happy again.

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