the drone of the voices
the clattering coffee cups
the rustle of paper
scribblings
loud laughter
muted voices
Television far away
traffic passing by
the bark of a dog
the giggle of a child
the people rushing by
hurry hurry
as all this happens
life seems to be slipping by
am I longing for something more..
or am I simply bored?
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