Lost souls on the boardwalk tonight

Their dreams D
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In a nearby bar fight.

Perched precariously close to the edge

They won’t ever forget this feeling of looking down over the ledge.

Everyone has a story worth hearing,

About misfortune, pain, or a poor attempt at stealing.

Yet they all seem to fall on deaf ear.

As these people stop they only seem to leer.