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The Coffee Shoppe
As scented air aroused my misty mind, a shadow broke the early morning Sun, aromas wafting from the morning’s grind, assured the senses morning had begun. I felt an airy presence from afar. Unnerved, I sought some comfort in my joe when then appeared this early morning star with beauty that would set the dawn aglow. She passed with nonchalance and without glance, and as I gaped, she simply stared astray, her exit, with a whim and fickle prance, fanned arrogance that whisked my breath away. I contemplated thoughts of giving chase though in a haze I let her slip away, but like the Sun, this path she may retrace and destiny could pass again my way. And as the morning’s essence ebbed and waned, her image kept returning o’er again, the vision twisted aimlessly in vain as sunrise caused her beauty to transcend. I finalized my mundane morning rite then pondered how its remnants would unfold, and knew… that I had seen the Morning’s Light and hoped once more its beauty I’d behold.
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