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May 2016
I think of you
between sips of coffee.
Like this mug we started warm and sweet
but turned into cold, unfinished bitterness.
Leaving me craving
another cup.
Jessika Swarbrick
Written by
Jessika Swarbrick  Melbourne, Australia
(Melbourne, Australia)   
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