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Read MoreQuietly, genuinelyWaiting for the momentWhere all the meaningFlows into the feelingPatiently, tenderlySearching for the memoryThat holds all this puzzleThat time is now stealingHold tight to your dreamsWith both eyes openRelease all your fearsLet them fall to the groundStand true...
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Read MoreWhen I stare at my black coffee I see the other side of the universe A swirling galaxy upon the mirror of space When I stare at my black coffee I see the a still lake of darkness A surface above the bottomless...
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Thanks for reading.
I keep hunting for the right words.
Regards
James
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Powerfully penned, James. Another excellent write my friend. Self-examination can be cathartic at times. Just my opinion. Amazing read. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks for reading.
Yes I see many things in black coffee. It’s the one thing I will never stop.
Coffee is cathartic
Regards
James
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An acquired taste, black coffee is. I can see bittersweet sips rippling through your mind.
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Thanks for reading.
Black Coffee is many things. It has a stronger caffeine hit, its healthier for the body, and running out of milk doesn’t ruin your morning like it used to.
Black Coffee is like most things you learn to enjoy it. The world is coated in sugar. Black Coffee is a rejection of sugar.
Regards James
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Read MoreA thin old man with a pointed beard squinted at the lake glistening in the sun, threw a couple of fishing rods into the boat, and began to untie it slowly, but suddenly heard a clear voice calling him. “Good...
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Read MoreIn the morning, Vladimir Mikhailovich was awakened by something strange. He sat up in bed, stretched with a groan, scratched his protruding belly in his camouflage T-shirt, slipped his feet into his slippers, and walked to the kitchen. Pressing...
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