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Aug 2014
Thousands of people,
All in a rush to go nowhere
Here lies the woman who you'll fall in love with, and the woman who will give you the clap.
The man who will be your best man in your wedding, and the man who will rob you over some pocket change.
The kid who you gave that dollar to that becomes the next Jimmy Hendrix, and the kid who will use that dollar to buy some speed.
The city never sleeps and the lights never die.
Where the people live it to the limit and love it a lot.
And they'll die, not knowing who brushed by them at the daily subway stop.
Today, a couple will become engaged.
A man will get kicked out of a bar the day he gets fired.
A new life will become a part of the world.
And, a man will die
All by the time that you go out and buy a coffee from the Indian man who's name you can barley pronounce.
Written by
Lyan Cordova  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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