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Submitted:Mar 29, 2010 Reads: 63 Comments: 2 Likes: 0
Inside with music that was inspired by dark wet nights
Endless traffic lights glow red
With every stop three minutes
Lopped from a life
Empty shop fronts beckon new
Enthusiasm to work their freedom
Paid smiles entice;
None of them Scottish
My senses numbed and I listen to
Music that was inspired by dark wet nights.
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