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This is how it began
A small cafe by the door
Sipping her coffee
He walked in all alone
There two points
Connect a line
The distance seemed so small
She breaks the moment
In her shyness looking down
Maybe she's seen him
Here and there around
He takes a step
Hesitates
As if he's weighed down
And at the counter
The server knows his name
"Hey, your order's ready!"
It's always the same
And just as he
Turns around
The door sounds her goodbye
He sits at her table
Though she's no longer there
In the silence
Though conversation's everywhere
Then a soft voice
Says to him
"You're sitting in my chair"
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