Clearing out the closet, I clear out my mind.
To remove the junk, and restore the soul.
My Coffee is my meditation.
Black. The blue sky above.
Clearing out the closet, I clear out my mind.
To remove the junk, and restore the soul.
My Coffee is my meditation.
Black. The blue sky above.
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