if i found myself lost in the land of broken dreams, i'm sure one day you'll find me at the corner street diner sipping my coffee. we'd meet, exchange greetings and catch up with a little chat.i'd offer to pay for your mocha, made just the way you like it; no whip cream and an espresso shot depending on the day.
we'd cover ourselves with conversations, laughs and smiles - glazing into one other's eyes.
we'd talk about the past, contemplate about the present and prepare for the future.
that's if you catch me at the corner of that diner by the street.
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