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20 May 2015
Once Upon A Cafe...
He was like a bold line
Upright and dark
In black and black.
He walked like a straight line
Tall and proud
Slim and strong.
He smiled like a curved line
Open and steady
Without hesitation.
He had eyes like the moon shines
And all the lines faded to grey.
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