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Jan 2020
As I look out the window,
All I see is so many disco lights.

All the teens
In tight, skinny jeans
Thinking that their bright queens.

I see people with cigarettes
Making all these bets
With no regrets.

This is different to where I used to live,
Here people have disguised
Themselves to fit in.
Written by
radz  16/F/Toronto, Canada
(16/F/Toronto, Canada)   
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