............
The wisps of steam rose in the air
And disappeared, just like that.
They touched my heart and we took our stance,
And we did a tribute, a dance.
We know the world has forgotten
The delicate wisp of coffee steam.
But we still remember it in our hearts,
And see it in our dreams.





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