The afternoon sun casts a golden glow,
A steaming cup of coffee in my hand,
Time slows as warmth and calmness flow,
In this tranquil moment, I make a stand.
A steaming cup of coffee in my hand,
A fragrance rich, a scent divine,
In this tranquil moment, I make a stand,
A sip of joy, a comfort line.
A fragrance rich, a scent divine,
The world outside fades to a haze,
A sip of joy, a comfort line,
In these fleeting, peaceful days.
The world outside fades to a haze,
Time slows as warmth and calmness flow,
In these fleeting, peaceful days,
The afternoon sun casts a golden glow.
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