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In the north there is a peerless beauty—
Unmatched, standing alone.
One glance topples a city;
A second, a kingdom.
Yet who would know that after cities and kingdoms fall,
Such a beauty is never easily found again.
In the south there is warm tea—
Rich, mellow, and fragrant.
One sip intoxicates like a beauty;
A second tastes of her tears.
Yet who would know that when people part, the tea has not yet cooled,
Leaving only a lingering fragrance behind.