the purple coat with a scarf
says hello, i am looking for coffee
her and he are best friends
this time of day. but what she
doesn't know about coffee...
... has got nothing to do with me.
[[eerrgg i had another something something going on in my head. it wasn't just about that woman, there was something... lost. those stupid people had to come interrupt me, didn't they? and just to make me talk lots about stuff they won't remember. my throat hurts, see this lump in my cheek, it's a cough drop. my throat hurts, so go away. i do not want to talk (to you). grrr and on top of that i lost the other half of the poem.]]
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