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but now i notice the streetlamp's hum
toughresistance
Oct 26, 2007 22:42
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the ghosts of graffiti they couldn't quite erase, the blank-faced stares on the subway as the people go home, the parks lay empty like my unmade bed, the streets are silent like my lifeless telephone, and this is where i live, but i've never felt less at home
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narrative
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before
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