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Sep 16
Black streak
Between slabs of gray
Yellow dashes
Running their way
Head down
Dont hear what they say
Ask for food
When you know you cant pay
Wander outside
The empty cafe
Eyes close
Its been a long day
Written by
ShadowSpy  F/lost in thought
(F/lost in thought)   
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