I see I read I like
Or does it open a window to my life
Around, a little unkempt girl
Running through the vehicles stopped
With paper in hand
Placed on which is a solitary bun
A boy behind, slowly and no smile
Tired faces under rain
With their thoughts and delights
Of a day that was
Fairy dreams or just a simple meal hot
In waiting, I see, and do I like
Yes because it is life.
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