In the heart of the city, her mind did race,
But none could see its fast-paced chase.
Riya, in bright colors and grace,
Found peace in the café's embrace.
Plants, sunlight, a sea view wide,
Coffee warm by her side,
Her thoughts began to gently glide,
As Sufi wisdom opened wide.
The waves danced, her mind found peace,
In the urban noise, she found release.
Old and new in sweet blend,
With Sufi wisdom, she found her end.
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