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From the back of the line— Well, second to the back— I see her there; She is beautiful: Piercing blue eyes, Wavy brunette, Sharp, cute nose, Striking chin; She is beautiful Like the other two she is with— Yet with the melancholy in her jewel-eyes, More so. She is much prettier Than your average third-wheel; And yet there she stands, Waving a dismissive hand At the offer of her two friends— A couple, hands all over each other; It is difficult to tell Whose hands are whose— To pay for her coffee; She pays for her own.
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
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From the back of the line— Well, second to the back— I see her there; She is beautiful: Piercing blue eyes, Wavy brunette, Sharp, cute nose, Striking chin; She is beautiful Like the other two she is with— Yet with the melancholy in her jewel-eyes, More so. She is much prettier Than your average third-wheel; And yet there she stands, Waving a dismissive hand At the offer of her two friends— A couple, hands all over each other; It is difficult to tell Whose hands are whose— To pay for her coffee; She pays for her own.
© Ethan M. Pfahning 2019
#coffee#things#peoplewatching
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18/M/Texas
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
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