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  Maureen Weldon
   
     
THE COFFEE SHOP  
 
The is a certain kind of magic
In the Coffee Shop;
Not found in black-lined fields
or pink mountains at dusk time;
Not found in the sea
Where all secrets live.
But found in the Coffee Shop,
There in one coffee cup
Bursting its banks with cream;
A whole world.                                       



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