Unfair

Dressed in grey and black attire

Waiting at the ready

“Do you need help?”

“Have a nice day!”

Aged eyes and pursed lips 

Forced into a smile. 

A family at home? A life alone?

Too many people at work to know. 

Her fresh scent matches that

Of the linens she just changed for me. 

Oh, how can my philosophizing 

Uncover her monotony?

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