let me tell you a story
how the big galaxy
made the stars shine so brightlyof infinite count of dusts
blinking up each blue dusk
on endless milky waythe moon has a story too
to let us through the dark
and find our way back homeand home is where
the sunset takes
the memories we dearly held
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Coffee Memories: Sweetened Black
PoesiaEverybody's cuppa but only one is his sweetened black.