I look out unto the place I have often found peace and I felt entirely nothing. They told me that life seemed like it was my cup of tea, and maybe it was, but I much prefer coffee.
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Coffee
I look out unto the place I have often found peace and I felt entirely nothing. They told me that life seemed like it was my cup of tea, and maybe it was, but I much prefer coffee.
