I really like coffee,
I did not use to like it though,
I wonder what changed.
What made me change my mind?
Was it just that I am getting older?
Is it that I need the caffeine?
Or is it habitual,
Social,
Something I do just because,
Something I can't explain,
Something that simply exists,
I really like coffee,
But I wonder why,
Do I need it?
Why do I need it?
It's so small and insignificant,
yet if you asked me to go get coffee,
I would say yes,
And I would really like that coffee.
Coffee
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