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Drunken in the night

Tears, rain and loniness
I walk in a street
everything grey
my lover has gone
I am a poor stranger
closed shops nearby
closed homes
nobody interested in me
I keep on walking down the street
empty and deserted
broken houses, broken homes

a pub
a little light on the street
I go inside
to the light
take off my coat
and check my dress
in the mirror
leave all the mess
outside

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