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traveled on the f train down thepeople press and crowdthey start to fade like footprints worn awayonly stop and still im waitinga thousand faces look the same everyonea thousand different namesthey come on two by twopeople fade as people docome here of my own volitioncould be my decisioncould bewe may still get bywe may still get bywandered down on avenue athe coffee shops the sweet cacheof thoughts and words and laughter gonenever ending stream of what youveknown so long and long ignoreddont think so hard just smoke your cigaretteand fade off into bluecause people fade as people always doconsequence comes crashing inthe scars and scrapes and scratchesall the memories died so long agotime is up but still im waitingcame here of my own volitioncould be indecisioncould bewe may still get bywe may still get by
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