Poems ✍️

  07.02.2026
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Author: National Donut Day

Morning Pause

Coffee breath and city noise,
Deadlines knocking at the door.
Then a donut, soft and warm,
Makes the rush feel less like war.
Some days healing isn’t loud—
It’s sugar, silence, and a crowd.




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