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Jan 2016
I walk the crowded pavements, like a sea
Of people life flowing ebbing upon the
Streets all to reach that destination

A light shining red a hundred feet ready
To walk Idle hello's and lovely weather.
Green and the herd move once again.

Necks stretched upward, gazing as if
Never seeing such beauty up high
Tourists easily spotted.

Locals smile as all are welcome in
The big city. Smells of food venders
Gliding aroma, Mmm hotdogs.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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