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The Lady in Green
She sits alone at the table
in the empty cafe
with her head slightly drooping
as the dark steals the day.
Across a vacant chair waits
more empty than she
in this dull little place
as she sips her coffee.
Dusty dim lights
reveal a graying bare floor
while the wind whistles through
cracks under the door.
The rain runs down the window
in search of small streams
while her coffee grows tepid
and she gives up er dreams.
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