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Haiku #16: Cryotherapy


It was one of those rainy and chilly afternoons when I decided to go to the coffee shop. I could have gotten myself a cup of extra-hot cappuccino but opted for the frappe instead. I could have chosen the warm comfort but no, I chose to feel the shivers and have my fingers numbed just to write this poem.



Ambivert freelance graphic artist and coffeeholic..and most of all, a Slytherin!

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