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the flower on your coffee cup,

a simple imprint of beauty

that carries

so much humbleness in it,

makes me love you more,

each day that passes.

springtime in the morning

when you wake up

or resting in the shade

on hot summer days,

your coffee cup is full

with the essence of your dreams

that fly continuously

like the breeze of the wind

into the forest,

reminiscence

of your playful and sincere

childhood fantasies.