The Corner Street Maiden

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With heavy arms filled with sorrow and brown happiness
you roam the rubble covered pavement, searching for the next
soft-word to bed you tonight. So you may be safe for just one
more sun and moon. Stick the hand of (your) god into the vase so
his blurry fields and washed up dreams take you. Keep walking
Corner Street Maiden

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