Morning Coffee
A time of peace, and quite alike, a moment when nothing in sight, but endless pools of mindless bliss, comes about with every sip, a warmth that comes once a day, doth coffee bring in morning haze, a slow rebirth of tired thoughts, turn one's eyes into constant talk, brings forth a person from in the depth, to a state of when, one can peacefully, begin to see, that everything is going to be, alright.
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