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Sadness chooses a different street tonight.
The sidewalk is wet, but not from rain.
I see a woman behind a curtain. The TV is on, but her back isn't watching.
The outside may have eyes, too, glancing at you, but preferring somebody else in the end.
I am glad you like it.
The sidewalk is wet, but not from rain.
I see a woman behind a curtain. The TV is on, but her back isn't watching.
The outside may have eyes, too, glancing at you, but preferring somebody else in the end.
I am glad you like it.
suedfiction - 18. Feb, 21:37