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Submitted: 30/05/2012 14:50 BST
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Sat gazing through the widow.
peole watching.
stirring the hot sweet brew.
pinstripes, plasstic covered babies.
blind
seeing but not seeing
talking but not listening
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Contented in the now
the leather chair hugs me like an old friend.
stirring stirring
spoon clanking.
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Rhode Island Coffee