#2117-Beliefs
18/05/2023
I like my coffee,
To look and taste,
A certain way.
It is a routine,
I’ve learned to play.
But when not home,
It’s never the same.
Though normal,
Somewhat expected,
I still struggle,
With expectations,
Born someplace else.
Then again, it’s not so bad.
For better coffee than people,
Struggling in my mind.
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