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I live under a bridge, surrounded by blues and smoke,
Book in one hand, coffee in the other,
Waiting for the rain to stop….
You’re early as always
Green eyes piercing through the fog,
Smiling at strangers…
I wish I were richer…to pay for your thoughts
I wish I were human….I wish I were God
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