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May 2018
The greatest thing you will ever have.

Not like coffee. Not too bitter, tangy or sour on the tongue

There are two ways to drink it: hot or cold.

When it is hot, life is your lobster.
You can achieve anything.
A swallow, and a warm touch lights your stomach.
Like a pat on the shoulder from God.
You'll want to get up in the morning.
Courage is your friend.
No bad thoughts, just luck.
A cup of self confidence and assurance to banish the sorrows.
Anything you dream, with a little hard work, can and will happen.

If you get it cold; misery strikes.
That voice tells:
"Life is a cruel *****. It'll throw you aside.
Why do you bother...? You're dreams are stupid."
Hell: the cold, disgusting feeling on the tongue.

Do you want that?

Fancy a cup?
Written by
Mathew Anderson  25/M/Nairn
(25/M/Nairn)   
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