Riley welch is a poet from texas living in colorado. She posts three original poems a week. 

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I drove in the dark. 
It usually took 30 minutes, but I found on this sleepy morning, 
it only took 25. 
The coffee shop was more alive than any in the tiny college town I usually attended. 
Here there were old people, up early early early, to share a drink. 
High school students picking up breakfast on the way to school. 
Business women on their way to work, grabbing venti iced coffee in the 30 degree weather. 
And as I finished up my work, and watched the sunrise in the suburbs, 
I knew that, at least for now, this would be okay.

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