it is a world full of punks
of musicals and bicycles
bartenders and bagels
bellies and babies
coffee and beer
friends and flakes
rum and bourbon
crickets, quiet and thoughts
the people come and go
and keep going
they dream, cry, laugh,
and eat cake
i am tired
full of wonder and know
close my eyes
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