People meeting at the Heart and Soul cafe, looking forward
to the pleasure of being together with music at the center
of our lives this very moment.
Reaching, looking for a pathway into the near future, not
yet thinking of life's ending in arms of death, continuing
to roam this world of ours, looking, turning heads, telling
death, no - not now.
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