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i follow a lonely, maybe just alone, woman down the street      watching her as she glances at shop windows *or maybe she's taking a peek at her reflection* i don't know why i follow her maybe it's to see where she goes    maybe it’s to take a glimpse into her life... does she meet with friends    have a lover does a dog greet her at the door    or is there a sick mother in constant demand of something    maybe a beer bellied husband stinking of filth, ***** & sweat    who gets his kicks    out of smacking her around                      or maybe she's alone    living a life devoid of restrictions      commitments         permissions & approval a life that allows her to wander the streets at any time absently glancing into shop windows a life empty of love?
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Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
the woman
i follow a lonely, maybe just alone, woman down the street      watching her as she glances at shop windows *or maybe she's taking a peek at her reflection* i don't know why i follow her maybe it's to see where she goes    maybe it’s to take a glimpse into her life... does she meet with friends    have a lover does a dog greet her at the door    or is there a sick mother in constant demand of something    maybe a beer bellied husband stinking of filth, ***** & sweat    who gets his kicks    out of smacking her around                      or maybe she's alone    living a life devoid of restrictions      commitments         permissions & approval a life that allows her to wander the streets at any time absently glancing into shop windows a life empty of love?
another probe into the life of an anonymous person
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Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
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