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Can't spare

Alined buildings,

symmetrical but not

straight.

faces turned over the ceiling,

wet paint dripping from the walls.

a foul scent followed by

nods of disapproval

an involunteer hand print,

stained in the middle of the floor,

clapping of shoes fill the air,

unbearable noise, yet

you hear it anyways.

Brand new cars staying

in the same spot they did last time,

never used,

just for show,

such a shame,

stacks of money wasted

on old glasses that broke easily.

you pass by a young man,

his hands held out, eyes begging for help

you stop, reach into your pocket and pull out

a sign that says

I don't care.

you pass by a young woman,

hands out, eyes asking

but you don't even aknowledge her.

you go home everynight to

sit on your gucci watch,

you bought only because of how much money

you have.

Yet,

You can't spare a cent to a person who really needs it.

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