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my coffee mugu have been my best friend all those years,
as i turn back those old pages,i remember u.
that quiet sunday night...in december...
when she shattered that old glass pane and came in.
and she brought her as well...
along came the anxiety from within....fear accompanied...i was alone...alone in the dark...
i threw myself out of the bed....naked i felt in that thin cloak...i fought hard to win that gruesome battle...managing to close the window..
they came here early december..the frosty wind and the ice fog.
i quivered in cold...that old blanket of no use....i wanted something warm..maybe coffee.
and you sat there helpless,unperturbed.
unconscious..my Shivering hands poured coffee onto your soft ivory skin...
must have been painful...i can see those abrasions...those pale dark wounds....am sorry friend...
your body felt warm ...blood rushed my veins and my heart pounded again...that aroma..filled my nostrils and i breathed again..
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