I'm a coffee maker. Coffee has fallen from the radio in the sky.
I go up the sky day after day to make coffee.
But I hate coffee.
"What is in the coffee?
Why is it such a dark color?
I don't like that smell"
I know why, it's including the rust of radio.
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I go up the sky day after day to make coffee.
But I hate coffee.
"What is in the coffee?
Why is it such a dark color?
I don't like that smell"
I know why, it's including the rust of radio.
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