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the outside
it's a coffee shop
but i came for tea
ticking
ticking
my eyes, shifting
stop looking at me
stop looking at me
my forehead, sweating
these hands don't know what to do with themselves
my heart, racing
the lips all of the sudden feel so wrong
I'm letting them loose into a grimace or something
but I'm not sure if they look normal
and my eyebrows, well, i feel them frowning
but i know I'm not
so i want to just raise them and mess my face up in many ways, yawning and making crazy stretches to
RELAX it
but i stay perfectly still
i think, I might be
twitching
i don't like coffee and i came for tea.
a cold brew, please.
you too!
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