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Sep 2017
Sitting at a Starbucks
Always sitting at a Starbucks

Just met A good guy
He knew my grandfather

He lives across the street
From where I am staying

Is anybody out there?
In a world so lonely
In a world so cold

Wish I could have dinner
With somebody
But I don't know anybody

In a world so cold
In a world so cold

What are they talking about
At the Starbucks
Some kind of project

I asked about how his son
Liked the school I went to

We talked about the neighborhood  
For a bit

And he moved on
And he walked on

Blessings to him

In a world so cold

And it's all so tiring
Life in the 21st century

Where have all the people gone
In a world so cold

Won't someone stop by my chair
Won't someone stop by my chair
Somebody stop by my chair

Nobody is stopping by my chair
And I'm all alone again

Feeling like part of the background
In a world so cold

Well at least there is the Internet
And my faith

Dream about female friends
In a world so cold
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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