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Cyber-Psalm 64
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Black cauldron.
Coffee like a cave.
Within the cup.
Earth, water, fire.

My soul thirsts.
For the words in red.
Hillside rabbi.
Call me blessed.

Such desire within the rim.
Pleasure of aroma and tongue.
Humble dependence.
Complex hunger.


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