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Sitting at the bus stop bench Making odd faces to the rain Watching for a bus that never comes Distracted by the city light and noise Wood rot, cement legs, poor paint job Advertisement ghosts peeling and flaking away Stranded here on a forgotten bus stop bench Waiting for a bus that never comes
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Apr 12, 2012
Apr 12, 2012 at 9:33 PM UTC
Bus Stop Bench
Sitting at the bus stop bench Making odd faces to the rain Watching for a bus that never comes Distracted by the city light and noise Wood rot, cement legs, poor paint job Advertisement ghosts peeling and flaking away Stranded here on a forgotten bus stop bench Waiting for a bus that never comes
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Apr 12, 2012
Apr 12, 2012 at 9:33 PM UTC
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