Paris Our paths cross as they have before greetings exchanged upon a hint of recognition though unable to  place when or where I was thinking French class, or maybe we were lovers in another lifetime. Perhaps Paris… expatriates sharing café au lait and stories of home. Strolling down the Champs- Elysees I remove my chapeau…

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