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Sep 2018
I take a long drag off my cigarette
and look down at my mug
my coffee now warm
do to the slight breeze
that the fall weather bringsΒ Β 
I have myself a sip
and look at the vacant spot on my bench
β€œperfect” i sigh
as a salty treat
falls down into my mug
i cant forget
kathryntheperson
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kathryntheperson  19/F/Texas
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