Hotel Coffee

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Dangling feet off of balcony railings,

Tired eyes out of hotel windows. 

The cool white sheets and the cheap dim lighting. 

Waking up to pretty good hotel coffee.

And going right back to bed.

With the one who has the same music in his head.

The same need to stare at the ceiling and absorb the time. 

  • Author: Alex (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2018 16:06
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 16
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