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did you ever want to spend the night looking at cars and weelchairs,
shadows beneath bent trees and burnt weelchairs,
cars, bikes, dead people on the pavement, burnt houses, weelchairs,
dead people on the sidewalk making love,
sort of kind of thing you never have been thinking off,
glasses mirror glasses you would not have seen without,
a night as fresh as the very first, cars parked near the tragic end of capitalism,
trees as good as new,
wheels without a car,
seagulls all over the place, a sack filled with blood walking to a nearby shop,