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She wore an olive fleece
He wore a beige corduroy
She was a princess in sneakers
He was a modern man of Troy

(But their coats were merely frames
Their shirts were exactly the same)

She brought home brewed coffee
He sipped lukewarm cocoa
She was chained to yesterday
He was impatient for tomorrow

She sat on the stone slab
He laid down with arms tied
She was to the left of him
He was right beside

She took pictures of the lake
He stared into the sky
She carried a small knapsack
He held a lost goodbye

While around them,
Two lovers flirted from afar
A middle aged man sat alone
A mom and dad spoiled their kids
A group of students headed home

Yet, the two remained there
On that grassy concrete brick
Sharing a single tiny shade
Repeating the same old tune
All they did that afternoon
A moment they had played
That'll only be a memory soon

— The End —