I use to hate coffee

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2012

 

100 000 grains of sugar in my morning coffee could not compare to you, that coffee could be black as night, pure as 72 of the finest Allah gifted virgins, and cold as a Canadian winter, yet it would taste like freshly harvested honey if it were drank beside you

 

 

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again weeks old, cannot sleep so am finally typing up my penned works

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