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Oct 2013
I watch the cars go by,
as I smoke my cigarette.
I wonder where they're going.
The people, not the cars.
I wonder where I'm going.
Who knows.
Let me live in right now.
Watching the cars go by.
Ellen Bee
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Ellen Bee  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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