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Bashed in the pavement Between the spidering cracks Are the steps of millions. Millions of sweet lovers Soft whistles floating in the air. Millions of ******* brothers Crackling with little care. Poor folk and rick alike, Shoes a bit worse for wear Heels on some. While others go with feet bare.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
Millions upon millions.
Bashed in the pavement Between the spidering cracks Are the steps of millions. Millions of sweet lovers Soft whistles floating in the air. Millions of ******* brothers Crackling with little care. Poor folk and rick alike, Shoes a bit worse for wear Heels on some. While others go with feet bare.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
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