Coffee

Brown, black, strong, weak,
Tall, small, doesn’t matter at all.
Different kinds, different shapes, different energy levels,
Like people.
People come in different colors and names, but all are the same;
We all produce energy, motivate others and ourselves to
Get through the day, live, breath, experience life
For what it is
And what it is meant to be.

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