an hour early

I am an hour early to the restaurant to meet my friends
Some people might think this Is silly
It was planned

This gives me an hour to write while I wait
If the music was turned down, it would be a bit nicer
Twin boys who looked to be twelve walked past the window.

I am glad they put me here
twins always inspire a story
because I am a twin
and a writer
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