Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
04.02.2026
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Morning Ritual
Morning light, a quiet room,
Coffee breathing gentle steam.
Pancakes sizzle, soft and slow,
Golden circles, warm and bold.
Some pleasures don’t ask for youth—
Just time, and taste, and earned calm truth.
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