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Pavement Cafe
I’ve been sitting here awhile
My cup is empty
No matter, I like watching human traffic
Foreign students chatter by
Her! She passes every day
Fresh long hair, a breezy skirt, so beautiful
The picture of my love when I promised her the universe
Now there’s a young man with determination in his stride
His tie flapping across his chest; his briefcase full of ambition
I re...
Wednesday 5th October 2016 9:33 pm
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