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"God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma,
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste.
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart.
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste.” 

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Youth was so easy. Simple good health Simple spiritual views.
All else uncomplicated Follow His word, decipher it as you choose.
Breathing is continuously taken for granted, there was no dread.
We put blinkers on a horse so they only see straight ahead.
That’s what it’s like being young and coffee was an acquired taste.
As the years go by good health must be nurtured and paced.
Spiritualism becomes ordained, his word was set in stone.
The blinkers were off, and all life encompasses was fully shown.
Coffee is enjoyed readily with each sip it is evident that delight,
Comes from within. He has bestowed this pleasurable incite.
Does my pleasure, please Him, is my ambrosia His?
Now in the twilight of my years, Health had faded and is as is.
Spiritualism strengthened, breathing isn’t nearly as easy.
The coffee tastes even better, as he rewards such as me.
With even more to sing his praise than when young and lean.
And it’s He who gives firth of the aromatic flavour of the bean.
He who takes each breathe for me, he who dwells with my heart.
He wakes me each day to overcome health issues for a new start.
I surrender my pleasures to the one that is with in me, good and kind.
For its He that since a babe in arms saved me when I was blind,
Its Him that made me taste, touch, smell, feel love, live and see.
As I sip each wondrous cup of coffee flavoured with a little whisky.

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