Out there
in my homeward lane
On the range
of all I see
Faces pass me
on their way
I see them
they don't see me
With nothing much
to do or say
I stealthy watch
and shadow listen
Waiting for
if only when
To see more clearly
what I’m missing
How do people
get that way
Too hard to smile
on pavement walks
Living lives
in struggle strives
Where lack of money
loudly talks
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