Letters by Kenny Mah

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The darkest spell

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April 20, 2015

Hey you,

You lean over, pouring water heated to the right temperature over the coffee grounds. You pause, letting the grounds bloom. Then you continue, making circles a meditation. The aroma rises, rich and deep. This is the darkest spell, the moment before the pour is completed and the brew is ready for drinking. You can imagine all the flavours, all the possibilities. Life could be anything you want, and this cup too.

Yours always and always,

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