Two souls marched through the city glare,
One wore patience, one wore mirrored air.
He carried snacks like sacred loot,
She carried silence sharp as truth.
Denim, sunglasses, midday heat
Love survives on tired feet.
And somewhere between the parking sign
They’d already argued where to dine.
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