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and one

By
we are all
trapped
together
yet, fate is singular
and no one finds
--the one

but keep looking
crawling
begging
in
and out
--one day

i get up
walk the streets
up
and down
past people
--buildings

around and back
the same street
--thinking

the lights are all on
i sit up
--and listen





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