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I don't know if it's the smell of the coffee or the warmth of the cup But there's something about this coffee shop that heals Complete strangers scattered among booths and bars, chatting over a charging laptop Scribbling passionately in a notebook Different jobs and different lives Dressed in scrubs, a suit, sweats I want to converse with them all These living stories Because through these people I discover more and more about who I am and where I'm supposed to be There's something about this coffee shop that's home
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC
Coffee shop
I don't know if it's the smell of the coffee or the warmth of the cup But there's something about this coffee shop that heals Complete strangers scattered among booths and bars, chatting over a charging laptop Scribbling passionately in a notebook Different jobs and different lives Dressed in scrubs, a suit, sweats I want to converse with them all These living stories Because through these people I discover more and more about who I am and where I'm supposed to be There's something about this coffee shop that's home
marlie_jane
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21/F/Louisiana
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC
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