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Strange brew...

Curdled by sips and stirs…
There is a romance that brews amidst the fusion of brown and white… 
Confined by a flavour of sugary dose, a high that should milk more out of the brew master than the one intoxicated… Unless the conversation is as strong as the concoction, there is little to take away… 
And if the conversation is candid, it hits you harder than the potion that lies at its deepest base.. 

That is how I like my coffee….

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