There was an article said that Seattle is a city of COFFEEHOLIC.
On each street of downtown, there was a coffee shop in every corner. It seemed that without coffee. Seattle would lost its soul.
Since taking drugs was illegal, coffee would be a good substitute. It helped to paralyze feeling, and kept my heart from thinking of U.
If, I live in a city of coffeeholic, and coffee was the soul of the city.
And U live in my heart.
If I was the city, were U the soul of me?
By milk who misses coffee.
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