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I want and wish, so much,
To Getaway,
from everything,

I walk through those old doors to that diner.
It is late, and the diner is perfectly empty.

Good.

Now I can just sit down and think things over,
oh, everything is just a mess.
I need to breathe, and think,
and just have a cup of coffe in this empty, lonely diner,
Alone.
And then I could just,

Breathe.
And think.