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