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Sunday, February 7, 2010

Walking The Streets.


Walking the streets of London.
A subtle wash of colour amongst towering grey overtones.

Rubbish.
Sunny days.
Streets of Brick Lane.

Sunshines through the smiles of nights before.
Overcast frowns roll out across the cobbled floor.
He walks the streets. They all know not to speak of, or, to him.

Rubbish.
Cloudy days.
Streets of Brick Lane.

Unwritten law.
Artificial wasted.
The wind walks cold.

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