I was sitting in a cafe,
In the company of strangers,
Listening intently
To what they had to say;
To the cacophony;
When arose from my memory
Notes of Beethoven's Symphony -
The Fifth one.
After that I remember not much,
Except the waiter's touch
On my shoulder
Asking me to go away:
No one else was there.
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