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By CAgirl Date: 2002 Jan 28 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.28.15.18.20582]] |
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Picking my way through palm trees and smog I saw him there. So maybe he's my everything- How am I supposed to know? And all that lies between me knowing and leaving chokes me. Wandering, I could find him any minute. Coffee or not decides my fate. There are so many men around me, How can I be sure? What guarantee did life give me that I'd find him? What if I'm left grey, old and without? I'll kick myself for not getting coffee cause maybe he liked lattes, too. |