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Coffee

by @Angelaball910

They were once an innocent green like seeds of other plants small in size but big enough to contain the wholeness of nature tropical sunshine fragrant soil high-land breezes but as the chosen ones they are picked, washed, roasted reborn in human civilization In the hands of coffee makers they complete a magic transformation by bringing the chaotic unconscious of nature into the human world ---- bright acidity sun-dried aromas   fruit flavors   undertones of wine as if the infinite wholeness of nature falls into our coffee cups trapped in the wondrous dark liquid pressed into the narrowness of human consciousness   and explodes in us an elixir almost too strong for human bodies unleashing a flood of energy that tells us that… we are more than we know
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