When you see something you like, you want to see it again, and
If you see it never , you just think it ,again and again
The coffee in the hands, irish may be
the flashing lights of the car
the lenses following the linear pattern
red wrapped skin , innocent walk
never saw this so thinking .......
sad unknown deep thoughts
the shared cheerful chocky joys
bubbles in the eyes to break out loud
the ristricted moves for more life
saw a few of these ....
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