Brewing Coffee — Poem
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Mar 1, 2023
As I brewed my coffee,
A change of character and of heart occurred in between.
Now, I’m no longer ten, but twenty.
What I knew then is not what I know now,
Though I always ask how?
In moments of watching and brewing,
Why have we never stopped to wonder what exactly we are doing?
I think we need a purpose bigger than ourselves worth pursuing.
Like scoring the winning goal in a game of hockey.
But, here I am at my counter brewing coffee.
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Hey, my name is Sarah. I’m a student at the University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign majoring in English w/ a minor in Computer Science.
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