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Jul 2019
Evening waking
walking worker,

is up in time
to see the sun's
sweet decline.

Then back in
just before
the sun can
start shining
again.

Backpack
hanging tightly
as he moves
around the town
nightly,
quietly
enjoying
the silence.

Though,
once in a while
the shadows fall,
the smile
breaks
as tears take
center stage.

Heavy feet
drag the streets,
with music to keep
all those pains away
until he falls asleep.

Playful,
friendly,
and polite

the walker
walks himself
straight away
from the light
into
the endless night
alone
and unsatisfied.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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