Early afternoon, old man at the bar,
Regular spot, same time and drink,
Comes here from a room not too far,
To avoid being alone, I think,
Lot's of those places around here...
This bar, an oasis for old age,
Sooths, sedates, with shots and beer
Lost hope, bad memories, or rage,
Which one, the old man isn't saying,
He just drinks and turns the page,
Nods to the music that's playing,
On the jukebox, old songs, for
Which someone else is paying...
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