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Parking Lot Musings
What must it be like to have a night
life, friends to see, parties to attend,
bars to hop?
Or what must it be like to have a
home and a warm bed to fall into
after a long day's work, maybe even
someone you love beside you?
I do not know, because I am
homeless and unwanted. All I can
do is sip my caffeine in my car and
watch as the strangers around me
live their lives, wondering what must
it be like?
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