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By briana kassia Date: 2006 Mar 06 Comment on this Work [[2006.03.06.04.17.30683]] |
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You are my cuppa joe sweet, hot, trickling over my tongue in little sips and waking me up to life. Cupped between my two hands, you warm me, rouse me, and remind me, how good it is to live. Good to the last drop. |