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What does coffee offer you
besides the sweetness hidden in every swallow flowing slowly along the throat, where nothing is left but accumulating poison? And how long will such sweetness remain in the tongue, if the tongue is too sweet to taste more sweetness or too weak to stand any bitterness? Then how shall I judge what is sweet or be familiar with something bitter? Of course, you know many tastes, as many as the colours of the rainbow forming the perfect spectrum in the sky. It is strange that sweetness might kill and bitterness conversely might cure But how can I stand coffee temptation and begin to love slices of bitter melon while sweetness measures happiness? Yogyakarta, 22 March 2005
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