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Alley

Alley, a narrow road or street Passage for different souls Some are distinguished and others are nobody You have been made for many years, historical Children are playing and running along your path And as time goes by, they grew into adult Memories they left in you still haunting them They laugh and they cry for those memories Thousands of people walking through you Back and forth for twenty four hours daily You are sleepless and tireless, immortal They made you for their access and comfort Shortcut for the long and winding road Years have passed and they are now already dead But you are still there, serving their grandchildren They are chasing for their dreams with your help We thank you for this, a simple but worthy invention of man, the Alley

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