slick shinny wet cobble stones
litter aftermath of grey day rains
hunched over figures walk narrow roads
space restrictive building abutted sidewalks
jacket pulled across chest bent over moods
walk past people pace trod up down roads
stand against a building watch light shafts
break burst through tight cloud bank layers
streets slowly winter dry or steam in tropics
a child often a brick street homeward runs
adults walking alone cast long late day shadows
streets time swallow so many passage emotions lives
rain seasons years people shadows life café fades
yellow warm light passing walking down wet pavements
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