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poem nineteen: bonne matinée


...”go to the little coffee shop down the street, sit in the window with a flat white and watch, see the people rush by, like little bees heading to their hive, read their expressions, analyse their frowns, wonder what decisions they will make and what direction their life will go, where are they from, who is in love? you sip your coffee and open your book, your thoughts are lost as you turn page to page”



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