Challenge
Ginger, peaceful, hurt
Use these three words in your story or poem but keep it clean.
The ginger taste of tea lingered in the dark, the aroma wafted through the peaceful sleeping city. I am standing at the window with hot tea with ginger flavor, I miss you, my lord, for our peaceful feasts, it hurts me now to remember, not to return from what it hurts and only ginger tea warms the soul and your peaceful look blocks the pain outward.
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