Watching Buses Come And Go, Poem by ray summer
Watching Buses Come And Go,
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pigeons fight for crumbs on cracked pavements',
like we fight for the meaning in our lives,
and i realize the difference is they are to busy
to even give a damn, they don't bother to think,
its just a waste of time away from crumbing,
and then i look to spilling my crust and watch.
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