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Concrete

My shoes rest on concrete

as I lean on concrete

and stare at it.

Everything is concrete;

especially our mistakes

and our final outcome.

We are not music,

or art,

or the future

or hope,

we are what has been

before us:

one step closer

to

the

end

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Published: Oct 10, 2009
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