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Nov 2018
The streets are empty,
lights are dim
and it is a cold night in New York.
Queens is usually much more alive,
but not tonight.
There's a feeling in the air,
felt by those still awake;
someone somewhere
has made
a grave mistake.
Written by
JJ Inda  36/M/Miami FL
(36/M/Miami FL)   
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   Jen and PoetryJournal
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