We sat in a cafe next to the mainstreet
Dawn had happened to us, some grand entity had cleaned the sky
People were finding courage to inhabit the streets
Up and down swinging arms, swinging legs
Coffee arrived and we sank into deep leather seats
Skin like containing our first thoughts of the day
Our first observations of the street
Tongue like thoughts that seemed to taste and think in parallel
Obsessed with our goals and achievements
Watching the people as they passed by
Pontificating about our strategies and secret plans
How we got where we have reached today
Noone cared and most of our own minds didn't care
Beauty seemed to matter and how could it?
It told no lies, it basically shouted that it was fleeting
Temporary, untrustworthy, unstable magic
In the movement of the day something wonderful manifests
Wonderful in it's provocative and illusive nature
You tell me you cannot really understand from where I speak
As you inch closer to get a better look inside the glass
At that item that you will never be able to afford
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