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Mar 2018
***** brown bean water fills my mouth
Taste buds enveloped by a sense of calm
Serenity in the morning
Fortitude for the day to come

Stillness in a broken world
Disease, ******, ****
What can I change today?
NOTHING!

Try as I might,
all is vanity
But,
at least there's coffee
Written by
Cole
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