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Caffeine is my shepherd;
I shall not doze. It maketh
me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond
the sleeping masses. It
restoreth my buzz.
It leadeth me in to paths
of consciousness for its
name's sake.Yea, though
I walk through the valley
of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal.
For thou art with me. Thy
cream and thy sugar, they
comfort me. Thou preparest
a carafe before me in
the presence of The Starbucks.
Thou anointest my
day with pep. My mug runneth
over. Surely richness and
taste shall follow me all
the days of my life, and I will
dwell in the House of Mocha
forever. - Amen
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