Freedom

lacemyster

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Walking home
all alone
a smile on my face
snow, sleet
rain, or shine
20 mins of freedom, all mine.

I turn around
and I see
these three buses passing me
167, 54
and my lover's bus, 233
hoping to catch a last look
at him.

Listening to the beat
the rhythum
the music
ignoring the outside world.

My time is up
I'm back at my kingdom
my world, my room
awaiting the next day.
 
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