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Cups clink softly, morning hums in porcelain
Voices blur beneath the rain
The paper rustles, the clock ticks slow
A sleepy song the barista knows
And I drift where the coffee flows
Steam curls like lines of thought I hide
The sun leans in, our worlds align
Between the steam and silence, I breathe
Moments spill, then softly leave
The city waits beyond the glass
But I’m still here, letting it pass
Newsprint stains my fingertips
Dreams replay on half-closed lips
Reflections stir in the window pane
The light and I, we meet again
And nothing speaks, yet all remains
Sugar swirls in golden light
The quiet hum feels just right
Between the steam and silence, I stay
Letting all my worries wash away
Dreams dissolve into this place
Warmth and calm — a soft embrace
Outside, the trains roll down their lines
But I keep time with simple signs
A tiny breath, a whispered start
The rhythm hides inside my heart
Between the steam and silence, I see
A slower version still of me
The world moves fast beyond this glass
But I hold on — and let it pass
