Half eaten conversations, left

Gathered strangers in a familiar place

With empty minds and sweeping eyes

A woman asks for cigarette

Morning cold, bleary-eyed

Silence.

Oh to bed soft covers wait, to hide this soul in darkness — high

Perhaps the greatest gift that we can give to each other is a greater understanding of ourselves.

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