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Feb 2012
I have wandered
your midnight streets
     aimlessly
not seeking
(which is the point)

Taking
everything in
and taking nothing

Leaving no mark
or trail

Unbidden, unsought
and unremembered

We are the children
of this new land
America

Who can tell me
any different?
jjcsm
Written by
jjcsm
477
   ---, --- and K Balachandran
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