Coffee Shop Views
The lady near the door,
Sat quietly, as she tightly held her cup,
Her sad, knowing eyes,
Fixed upon a world,
A world way beyond the window,
In another place.
At her side, an elderly man,
Silently looking on,
Hardly a word was spoken.
And as I watched,
Guessing at their story,
The sun broke through,
The grey East London sky,
Illuminating like magic,
Our silent...
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