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I only feel completely me, Twenty seconds after I've finished spooning up the froth from a perfect flat white, Or ten minutes after the final sip of that first glass of champagne. It's like something clicks in my head - Buzz or bubbles - I need that lubrication To feel complete. And so my weekday mornings And my weekend evenings are set. I should experiment for a single week; Switch the two around. The office would be interesting, And my Friday night would be terribly productive, If perhaps a little tame...
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 9:12 AM UTC
Coffee and Champagne
I only feel completely me, Twenty seconds after I've finished spooning up the froth from a perfect flat white, Or ten minutes after the final sip of that first glass of champagne. It's like something clicks in my head - Buzz or bubbles - I need that lubrication To feel complete. And so my weekday mornings And my weekend evenings are set. I should experiment for a single week; Switch the two around. The office would be interesting, And my Friday night would be terribly productive, If perhaps a little tame...
AmandaIS
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 9:12 AM UTC
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