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a rare moment
two young men
taking their work
break
they sit across
from each other
at a table
they laugh as they
share post from
their phones
and their laughter
is real and as warm
as a sudden spring
shower
I remember laughter
like that
and ask myself...
where does it
all go?
where does
it all
go?
(c) 2018 R.R.Zinn
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