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A Distracted Existence

Sometimes the city
forces your silent desires
into the harsh glare
of a distracted
existence and you
you need each moment to linger
from dusk until dawn ,
when the night is so played out
and you are shadows
or ghosts at the start
of an intrusive new day,
stealing every
thing you worked for
through the intense darkness as
you travel together,
needing moments to last for
ever and a day
Written by SweetOblivion
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