Passing by

People smoking around Walking down the street Light in theater beside me Homeless begging for better Jazz in nearby cafe Makes me remember on these days Of loneliness People smiling around me While passing church Catching the right time While leave my past behind Time passing by See myself in position Understanding these days Of losing everything Everybody deep in their ideas I know I want resurrection From my past days If this is possible...

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