every morning
the coffee is fixed
each afternoon
I pace and wait
at night
I think of yesterday
in those moments of longing
I feel you
(and we finally embrace)
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every morning the coffee is fixed
I pace and wait
I think of yesterday
Author notesPrompt: eye spy In a listA contest entry
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