Unfair
Dressed in grey and black attire
Waiting at the ready
“Do you need help?”
“Have a nice day!”
Aged eyes and pursed lips
Forced into a smile.
A family at home? A life alone?
Too many people at work to know.
Her fresh scent matches that
Of the linens she just changed for me.
Oh, how can my philosophizing
Uncover her monotony?
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Our world
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