Monday, 19 September 2016

The Café

Old cafés, new memories
Within dusty corners & faded paint
Wounds are healed
As old memories grow faint.
The fragrance of fresh-ground coffee
And clanking of glasses
Bickering of old friends
Some things still remain timeless.

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