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Snap

Snap

Bubblegum

Waiting

Will bus come?

Rain falls

Feet hurt

Standing on wet dirt

Water now stuck in my ear

Shake

Shake

My head will not clear

A man holding an old book walks up to me and mumbles:

“The end of days is near”

 

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