i was sitting enjoying
my very hot veggie soup
when somebody tap my
shoulder; i'm sure i can't
remember who is he but
he called me brother
we talk, talk and it started
to dawn on me it's goldsmith
who made my ring few years
back, he even have it delivered
to my house with good discount
i just smile he probably know it
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