Coffee

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They ruin it with flavored syrup
And poison it with sugar
They water it down with ice
Till you can't taste what's left of it

I want it like chocolate
But not because it's mocha

I want it like raspberries
But not because you flavored it

Occasionally, I want it creamy
But with a fresh taste
No scorched milk

I like it bitter too
So they can't ruin it

I like the flavor of oranges
And a scent alluding to cardamon
It should remind me of tropical places
with only a taste of it

In the winter, it should smell of apples
And cinnamon
And ginger

In the summer
Citrus
And berries
And the rain

I want it black
And strong
And a little sweet

I want it fresh
After a long day
Or a big meal
And made just for me

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