old women with supermarket trolleys,
like trucks overtaking
one another on the highway

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``would have had to have been''
and to think mark twain
complains about german

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and the first prize
for true ugliness
goes to the Beatle Pickup

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couriers and tourists
everyone else is inside
buildings or cars

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quiet night,
mostly empty streets,
and a splitting headache

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moon behind clouds
like a painting
in watercolours

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concentrated on not making a mistake
i fucked up
first chance i got

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tops of sky scrapers
lost in fog
lit from below

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first, snow on the cars,
then on the ground.
guess it's winter after all

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the music confirms my suspicion:
the people aren't real,
but it's really happening.

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