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I wake up to walk outside
I sleep so that I can Smell
The scent of rain
and I look at the homeless, the worn down, with so little pity
So they don't look too deep.
You've got to walk down the sidewalk in the park and feel
The life in the air without staring to hard
Then you go to work or work hard over
an instrument or a piece of paper
You don't cram every second with useless noise
Or act like all that struggle and releaseand love
Isn't going on just one or two apartments or blocks away
And most importantly, before I go to sleep
I always shout at the starlit, dark sky
Filled with light pollution and smog
Hoping one day an echo will come back
From one of those pinpricks of light
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