A solitary coffee with a book
A roving eye for occasional look
Li'l wait for loved ones to arrive
The hum of a song to survive
In a bubble of suspended time
Some emotions, fuzzy , sublime
Me , me and thoughts of mine
A self built paradise divine....
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As I went to pick my lil one up after school, I chanced upon a fight between two KG kids(none of the spectators could recall why they were ...
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I hate yellow shirts and black coffee with soggy paper straws The swirly red stripes on the soggy straw, A reflection of my mind Going aroun...
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Part 1 There are random people I know, With myriad randomness to show, Who would call me just whenever, Text me maybe now, maybe never....
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