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Two writers
Of the same style,
Were living
Across each other.
Day started
Without warning,
They got up early,
Each morning.
They had each
A cup of coffee,
Treating each day,
As a trophy.
They both sat
Under sunrise,
And let the creative
Thought rise.
Once, they looked up
At each other,
Since, loneliness
Doesn’t bother.
They’re making
Each other coffee,
And sharing
Writers’ profit.
Not thinking back
To the moment,
When they both
Were alone.

December 13, 2019

©️ By Igor Packer

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