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7 eleven in Phnom Penh
Sitting and dining in a Seven Eleven
In the the streets of Phnom Penh
While listening to some local
Playing a guitar and
Simultaneously savoring the revel
Looking through the glass and
Faintly seeing the cars pass by
Coz I could also
Faintly see a reflection
Of myself The reflection
Led me to some introspection where i
Hardly felt any bodily sensation, but
Briefly thwarted by reveling
In my dinner and
People coming in, I sooner
Thought of writing poetry
Though the scenery
Was not inspiring
Nonetheless I shut door
Delving in the aisle of
My writing heart
Finding something was kinda hard
So, feeling awkward
I returned to the present moment
And in that moment
Feelings of uncomfort came in torrents
With people staring
I finished my dining
© siphe
In the the streets of Phnom Penh
While listening to some local
Playing a guitar and
Simultaneously savoring the revel
Looking through the glass and
Faintly seeing the cars pass by
Coz I could also
Faintly see a reflection
Of myself The reflection
Led me to some introspection where i
Hardly felt any bodily sensation, but
Briefly thwarted by reveling
In my dinner and
People coming in, I sooner
Thought of writing poetry
Though the scenery
Was not inspiring
Nonetheless I shut door
Delving in the aisle of
My writing heart
Finding something was kinda hard
So, feeling awkward
I returned to the present moment
And in that moment
Feelings of uncomfort came in torrents
With people staring
I finished my dining
© siphe
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