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Mar 2013
We sit on the couch
The television dominates our attention
The aroma of beans on toast fills the small room
Some are eating
Some are preening
Knees bent, feet tucked up there is an occasional click
And tonight the toast seems to have an extra crunch
Dave
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Dave
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