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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Last Night I Walked.

Last night I walked.
There was blood on the pavement,
And tension in the air.
Screaming sirens passing by.
The smell of fresh vomit outside St Mary's.
Two women screaming murder in the park.
A group of young men threaten me with their silence.
And all I did was walk on by,
Like some spook in the night.

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