Out the front door and into the street 

Traffic in distance The atmosphere speaks 

Swinging steel logo so rusty it creeks 

ghost train railway rumbling sky

Wobbling and stumbling drunk passes by

Parallel  bus stop the bench bare and yellow

Then out of nowhere the silhouette fellow

Like an angel he keeps me company 

Accidental art right there in front of me 

Ill...

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