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The Café Terrace
under a grand starry night
there is a place with warm yellow light
a café where I take my respite
we’re all painted and faceless
most of us nameless
seeking nightly to remember the day less
and...
there is a place with warm yellow light
a café where I take my respite
we’re all painted and faceless
most of us nameless
seeking nightly to remember the day less
and...
