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Ode to Coffeeshops

When I embark, baggage in hand

I look for a coffee shop

That meets my demands


Sometimes I need a hive,

Voices buzzing,

Loud and alive


I feel my mind settling

Bedding down amidst the sound

My own mind quieting


Other moments I need serene

Peaceful, quiet waves of silence

Thoughts I can explain


Tables wait round the city

Asking if I need them today

Each hold a certain key


Today silence is healing

Placing a balm in my mind

Heart isn’t reeling


Tomorrow I won’t need this

Tomorrow I will be healed

I’ll find the rest I need


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