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just different
Bums on the street
Panhandlers begging for change
Teens hanging out
Grown and sexy clubs
Liquor stores and smoke shops
Flyers handed out
Restaurants are full
Sidewalks are crowded
Stores are packed
Purchases are made
Music is blasting
Honking horns
Heavy traffic
Public transportation
Cool temps
Starry night
Full moon
Going home
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tretre says: I love the way you captured your surroundings in this poem...I felt as though I was going home watching everything that surrounded me. Beautiful Beautiful...Keep that pen movin SupHomeBoi! |
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The Immortal Wize says: It was like I was watching it all unfold. |
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SupHomeboi says: Thanks I thought about coming home from work Saturday nights |
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