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bycatastrophe©

He brought me coffee to his bed yesterday
made from the plain brown sack
that traveled with me along my journey

I slurped at it sleepily
Finally perking enough to want to say
“next time, more cream and less sugar”

Weeks had passed since I last saw him
The drive north was endless
scenery seeming to stand still
but for the ever increasing slopes of snow...

Mountains all look the same to a city girl.

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