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I like drinking types of coffee
some that even taste like toffee...
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Our evening walks on haunted trails
Where lies a ghostly mystery...
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If tomorrow comes Poetry
like she did today...
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Where did you go,
that you could not find...
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You left me that Autumn,
curled upon that bare patch of grass...
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I should have known:
the sun does shine...
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Occasionally,
I take a different route...
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The sight of grandma
in her slow walk towards the sink...
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Sitting at the dinner table, they ask you about...
You start complaining on and on how nothing goes...
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You are the cause
You are my pain...
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I stand there,
never move...
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A crack on the ice,
Sliding is in sight...