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Some things come
to pass. Some don't.
1999's a long time ago,
and even if I never did
work in that cafe,
(not the Starbucks,
the little cozy place)
well, I still worked out.
Did you ever find your place
on the coast? With the coffee,
and the birds,
and the long clouds
you said you'd watch all day?
I missed the sea. Ended up
further west. And Emma,
I'm writing this
on stolen time, but
I'm still writing;
checking the clock,
and wondering if
you're doing the same.