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Jan 2016
I can feel the caffeine taking hold.
My thoughts, my writing no longer cold.
It's in my veins this magic bean.
And now I face the world unclean.
But what a world now to see and hear.
And the Universe is gets close my dear.

Coffee, Coffee friend or foe?
Coffee, Coffee never go!
Peter Bean
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Peter Bean
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