No Customer to Satisfy
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No Customer to Satisfy

He sits below the trees in the
warm bright billowing air,
his mind a calm buzz, his body
comfortable in his chair.

And there is time for useless thoughts
and fantasies of why.
The how is still, no need, and no
customer to satisfy.



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