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May 2014
Grey as the sky crashing against the pavement
Loud as rain exploding in the curbs
Cars driving fast
Drifting
Without knowing they are lost

People walking face to face
Never touching each other
Ignoring themselves

Maybe they think
Their time is precious
But they all wrong

Dizzy lives
Lives that work for money
Money used in buying things
Things necessary to earn more time

Buy a car that drives faster
Earning time
Buy an oven that cooks quicker
Earning time

But wait
Time for what?
Time for earning money to buy things to obtain time
Summer Rain
Written by
Summer Rain  An attic nowhere.
(An attic nowhere.)   
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   Arcassin B
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