And the blue sky
Paints what seem to be a good day
I made myself a cup of coffee
And heartily added a lot of sugar
So somehow
Something in my life will be sweet
But the coffee turned out
To be more bitter than I have wanted
And so I made my another one
Trying to remember how
And why your coffee was always sweet
Oh! How I miss your coffee
How I wish you never left
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