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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Susan Vega
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I am sitting in the morning at the on the corner
I am waiting at the for the man to pour the coffee
And he it only and before I argue
He is looking out the window at somebody coming in
"It is always nice to see you," the man behind the counter
To the woman who has in, she is her umbrella
And I look the way as are kissing their hellos
And I'm pretending not to see them, and I pour the milk
I open up the paper, there's a story 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 inside, she see me?
No, she does not really see me 'cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm not to notice she's hitching up her skirt
And she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, rain, it continue through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice
And of the picnic upon a time before the rain began
And I up my coffee
And it's to catch the train
I am waiting at the for the man to pour the coffee
And he it only and before I argue
He is looking out the window at somebody coming in
"It is always nice to see you," the man behind the counter
To the woman who has in, she is her umbrella
And I look the way as are kissing their hellos
And I'm pretending not to see them, and I pour the milk
I open up the paper, there's a story 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 inside, she see me?
No, she does not really see me 'cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm not to notice she's hitching up her skirt
And she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, rain, it continue through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am thinking of your voice
And of the picnic upon a time before the rain began
And I up my coffee
And it's to catch the train
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