Just a cup of coffee.

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A click here and a clash there, a new normal he never thought he would get used to.

Six years since the incident.
The mud in the backyard still smells musky,
the strange echo continues with every footstep he takes,
a drop of blood resurfaces with every cup he touches.
Today is different, though.

He did not relentlessly wash the cup and give up, like every other day. Today, he decided to have his morning coffee. It has been so long since his last.

The enhanced taste to his morning coffee has now turned into an addiction.


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