Coffee

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Dark,

Light,

Warm,

Cold,

Makes me feel just right,

One sip and the coffee swarms,

But there is more to be told,

Everytime I drink,

It makes me think,

About the future;present; and
past,

And how time goes so fast,

Will this poem last?.

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