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Nov 2018
Bashed in the pavement
Between the spidering cracks
Are the steps of millions.

Millions of sweet lovers
Soft whistles floating in the air.

Millions of ******* brothers
Crackling with little care.

Poor folk and rick alike,
Shoes a bit worse for wear
Heels on some.
While others go with feet bare.
Written by
vera  22/F
(22/F)   
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