A quiet morning, calm and serene,
I sip my coffee, black and strong,
ASMR whispers in my ears,
A peaceful start to my daylong.
The gentle tapping of spoons,
The rustling of coffee beans,
The steam that rises high,
The sounds of morning, in between.
I close my eyes and breathe,
Letting the sensations sink in,
This morning ritual, my solace,
Before the day's chaos begins.
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