sometimes you trudge to
the train and walk a bunch of
blocks all by yourself
shuffle, really, cause
you're feeling pretty lonesome
and it's cold enough
to make your fingers
clench even though they're plunged deep
into your pockets,
then you duck through a
new door to dine with new friends
and realize that the
only thing you needed
was some kindness and maybe
a well-made Pimm's cup.
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a pimm's cup and a little kindness sets everything right.
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