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gray rain May 2016
The sun was out
now my face is red
Take a different route
and don't go over Bradford
The first 2 lines are speaking to the reader.
The last 2 are speaking to the sun.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1641142/sun/
gray rain Apr 2016
Bright lights
brighter in the night
fill the streets
while people sleep
and daytime crowds are gone
am I the only one
to see this city as pretty
when everyone else seems to see it as ******
My favourite thing to do is walk through Bradford at night because it's empty and the beauty of the city is revealed.

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