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Aug 21
I've always enjoyed a good cup of coffee,
Which is why I've gotten really good at making it.
My slow solo morning sips,
It was the only time my coffee got the attention I believed it deserved.
But then you took your first sip of my coffee.
It was a slow sweet simple sip,
Yet my coffee seemed to find a place where it was truly meant to be enjoyed.
Written by
Miguel J Figueroa  26/M/Wheaton, IL
(26/M/Wheaton, IL)   
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