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Oct 2015
In a coffee shop
Wrapped up in fumes and steam
Getting cups and covers
Checking and crossing
The till beeps in time with the bell above the door

Beans drying faster than your skin
Warm air, hot coffee
Lights up, sun down
Mums and dads, babies and kids
Friends and family
Dates, first, middle, last

Getting up early, closing down late
It all happens in a day
Each new cup served with a story to come
Caffeinated dreams waiting to be ground
With a shot of espresso to speed up the process.
You are still more beautiful than I can describe.
Life is love and sometimes the truth is what you have to hide
Adam Mott
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Adam Mott  Bright Falls
(Bright Falls)   
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