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Apr 2018
I take my coffee black,
because like you it doesn't need any embellishments to Improve its
already perfect form.

Every sip is a punch to my gut,
Awakening my body and mind.

A beautiful tonic to get me through the diurnal course.

The smell bringing back a flood of happy memories stashed in my brain for a rainy day.

And there you are on this rainy day,Β Β with your cup of coffee curled up on the couch, staring out into an overcast sky.

Your morning hair pushed to one side, except for that one little piece,
those rebel strands, that refused to behave, and hang over your eye as you sip your black coffee .
Jessica Paulin
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Jessica Paulin  32/F/Massachusetts
(32/F/Massachusetts)   
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