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Mar 2013
what a way to live
all without choices
stood here alone,
train line cry beside me

left to fall
apart
too much
to remove me

left to watch the world go by
replaced  soon perhaps
affordable housing
someday someday
left to grow historical
someday maybe someday

what a way to spend
a winters day
light getting in
heating destroyed

door frame shaking
almost
daniel f
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