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How Many Times
He wondered how many
Times they’ve met
In the past,
In the future,
In that little cafe
In del Mar,
How many times
Have they disappeared
Into the sunset
To be just two,
How many times
Have they watched
Each other come
And go through
The doors,
Recognizing but not knowing,
Remembering but not
Understanding,
How many times
Have they sat alone
Listening to the music,
Thinking about
That little cafe
In del Mar.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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