Morning light spills across the balcony rail,
Steam curls from your coffee, gentle and pale.
The city wakes slow with its murmuring hum,
Another sweet chapter, just sip, breathe, and hum.
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Author:
ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 31st, 2026 01:38
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A beautiful image created by a short set of wonderful rhymes in this piece
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