The Coffee House

Amidst the hustle and bustle
Of everyday life,
Close your eyes
And slowly take
A sip.

It's a different world
From back here.
It's distant,
Clouded heavily
In a deep rich aroma
Of Colombian harvest.

There are many here,
But few can come
To this place you are now.
Consider yourself blessed
To experience
After each sip,

A new vision of life.

The End

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