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Sep 2013
The entrance is wide and clear,
leading to a massive space.
I begin to walk quickly through,
craving my daily sweet taste.

Before me, are bright lights,
displaying words and colours.
Behind me, are more people,
coming one after another.

As I approach the counter,
I am greeted like a friend.
This is my second home,
so let's not pretend.

Though different faces I see,
they are all very great.
That time has come again,
I'm here for another date.

I tell them what I want,
then I wait my turn.
If they don't know already,
soon they will learn.

My name is then called,
so I grab my drink.
Finally, with my coffee,
I can wake up and think.
Jamie Lee
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Jamie Lee  34/F/Canada
(34/F/Canada)   
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