Coffee
Hurry, the coffee has been on for about an hour Soon it will begin to taste burnt and sour You don't drink it, simply enjoy the smell I dwell On the problems that I can't fix Don't miss Don't miss Oh to be able to replace the pain Rearrange Rearrange Until it feels like change It's all just the same Just the same
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