In this Other World I’m living in
Coffee is not really a thing
At home, I would concoct delicious coffee combinations
Based on a variety of flavors and styles
I would sip that coffee while writing in my journal
Praying, reading, thinking about the upcoming day
But here in this Other World
I wake to the dark and it just seems dark
I feel surrounded, misplaced
It’s when the blues start to set in
But I still do some reading
And I still pray, of course
And my prayer today is that I’m closer to getting out
of this Other World
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