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Playing with shadows on the window sill.
It's lonely here without you coffee.
My friend has been gone, now nothing can distract me from my pain.
I think I'm broken alone.
I guess I crave attention.
I'm selfish... the shadows stare back.
I look around but the cafe bar is alone, the rest, talking to one another down at the table.
Now, that I've seen the shadows, I am a shadow too.
They watch me as I did to the shadows on the window sill of the Cafe.
I am their lonely shadow now.
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