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tonight we talk and
laugh - tomorrow on the street
I will not know you
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3 a.m.: you search
the donation box for new
pants - what demons call?
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rising at dawn you
search the local paper for
a job - help wanted
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all these cries in the
night - what monsters pursue you
on this dark journey
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