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Carbon Copy of a Smile

This was the one thing that had to come down,
The edifice of a warm regard.
The attractive lie that was held in those smiles, those
looks.
Just as it was the last time I saw you.
Warm eyes, Warm Smile.
Cold everything else.
Just drop it, I don’t need it.
Just give me my coffee.

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