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A place

The one place I feel at peace is at a little coffee shop.

I can sit and think through clearly.

Sure, at home I sometimes find moments of peace,

when its sunny out side and I can take walks in my garden.

Yet it doesn't match the peace I have writing, with tea at hand,

by myself in that little coffee shop.

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Feb 9, 2012
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