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Mar 2015
I burned my lips
for the coffee was too hot this morning
again.

But I'm fine with that
for it felt better than anything else I've been feeling
recently.
It seems I have more patience for waiting for you than waiting for my coffee to cool down.
Written by
Aada
493
   Jamie King and atlas
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