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Apr 2017
You don't see it
I don't see it
The folks that lived there for 30 years don't see it
There is something,just something

All of us cannot see it
But put your face in front of a camera and there it is, a place that speaks.Speaks the past the present and the future.

This place speaks dreams,speaks lost hope, this place speaks more than just an empty ally with un-lided ******* bins.
This place holds history.Things.

Things only the eye of the camera can see.
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POET poets097  18/F/No where Safe
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