We raise our mugs to the welcoming sun, asking for warmth and juice from the bean. Particles of the cosmic dust from whence we came drift elegantly down through the atmosphere, landing on the dirt we call home– this earth. Happy Sunday.
We raise our mugs to the welcoming sun, asking for warmth and juice from the bean. Particles of the cosmic dust from whence we came drift elegantly down through the atmosphere, landing on the dirt we call home– this earth. Happy Sunday.
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