A Walk on East 52nd Street

July 5, 2012
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The teenage girl, not knowing herself,
Begs for reassuring attention.

The marked looks, the cunning smiles,
Help tell her what she's worth.

But the wolfish gleam in a passer's eye
Unnerves the jaded woman.

It does not appreciate, does not respect.
She sees only what she did not seek.





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