Dear Coffee
Dear Coffee,
Mornings aren't the same without you,
I always think of you, like a weird cue,
You make me smile from ear to ear,
nothing in this world tastes more dear,
The warmth on my lips,
after several long sips,
makes me feel like I can move
and finally get back into a groove!
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