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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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