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She seems out of place
Sitting alone in a barber shop
Lost in a world and to the world
Waiting, waiting for what?
You look about, it's Friday
School is out and mothers and fathers
Have brought their kids in for a monthly hair cut.
Who brought her here?
Three chairs are active
One is vacant.
The musician, artist turned barber
Has a gig tonight and is not here.
The owner who greets all who enter,
Trying to hurry, seeing but not seeing the faces
Of waiting men, women and children.
Five o'clock will soon be ...