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May 2015
About 100 yds south of my home

A man turns right and walks down my street

A few houses down a neighbor closes his car door

The evening breeze blows

A woman walks on the street
That runs east west
Beneath my block

This is the Tao
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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