coffee machine.
They'll never be as great as you really are.
Lift your head, to find safe clouds; to only see chaotic stars.
I can't solve your problems, I can only be one.
I'm no life coach, though you honestly need to see one.
I'll never be a compass, but I'll show you where West is.
And if you need some coffee, never taste it, where the 'best' is.
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