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Espresso

Morning thunder grips Shock awakening A fragrant brew flips Cuppa brown brew sings Wet wet morning rain Misty drowning feel An aqueous deep pain Drawing close to heal Clash of lightning strokes Thunder claps most loud Freezing feelings yoke Bad weather speaks proud Such poignant strands here Cheer drains with downpour Cold and wet makes clear Water floods some more Cuppa of brew dark Espresso warms me A hot blend now sparks An abrupt surge frees Early morning rain Wet brush stokes misty Cold and wet refrains Punctuate my sleepy Leon Enriquez 12 October 2017 Singapore

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