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NORWICH KINDA KAFE

NORWICH KINDA KAFE

The Norwich Kinda Kafe overlooks the castle grounds
People go past with various noises and sounds
On the windows are pictures of wandering souls
People with little ambition or lifetime goals

These people are missing and have not been seen
These people can be as young as seventeen
All over Norfolk these people disappear and go
What has happened to them I do not know

Next time you go past the Kinda Kafe pop in and see
You will appreciate for sure how wonderful life can be be

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sparrowsong

Hello Kieran...

Sounds like a wonderful place...

Love the Verse on the Window and the sweet display...

Hospitality at its Best...

Some Restaurants in Colorado, Drinking Straws are by request because of people just tossing them on the ground and animals are being seriously injured so they stopped just passing them out...

People just don't care and they just don't think...

It's so sad...

That's just on the Streets...

That doesn't include River, Lakes, Streams, and Oceans... 

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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