Observing the coffee shop queue, each person stares at their screens, oblivious to the chatter. A lone sparrow pecks crumbs by the door, unnoticed and persistent.
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Raindrops drum against my window, each splash painting fleeting patterns on the glass. A cat naps, oblivious to nature’s percussion, curled in a sunbeam’s embrace.
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Morning coffee tastes different when brewed with yesterday's forgotten hopes.
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