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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Susan Vega
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I am in the morning at the on the corner
I am waiting at the for the man to pour the coffee
And he it halfway and before I even argue
He is looking out the window at somebody in
"It is nice to see you," says the man behind the counter
To the who has in, she is shaking her umbrella
And I look the way as they are kissing their hellos
And I'm not to see them, and instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper, there's a of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone me and so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside looking inside, does she see me?
No, she does not really see me 'cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice she's hitching up her skirt
And she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it will continue the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice
And of the midnight once upon a time before the rain began
And I finish up my coffee
And it's time to catch the train
I am waiting at the for the man to pour the coffee
And he it halfway and before I even argue
He is looking out the window at somebody in
"It is nice to see you," says the man behind the counter
To the who has in, she is shaking her umbrella
And I look the way as they are kissing their hellos
And I'm not to see them, and instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper, there's a of an actor
Who had died while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone me and so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside looking inside, does she see me?
No, she does not really see me 'cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice she's hitching up her skirt
And she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it will continue the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice
And of the midnight once upon a time before the rain began
And I finish up my coffee
And it's time to catch the train
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