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Out of the way stands a dark parade,
Another shady patch to be rained over.
At times a place where celebration is made,
The only life for now, a row of green clover.

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I’ve been here before, when the weather is fine,
Artwork outdoors shows the way.
Let’s look at each shape, each new design,
A new addition may be coming, next day.

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Wanting some food but too drunk at the time,
They misplaced their polyethylene food pack.
A polypropylene fork in public space is a crime,
It's a waste and there’s no turning back.

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A crow flew over to a public phone,
"Caw-caw" curious when hearing it ring.
By his beak, he flicked it up-down,
That poor unknown caller was left hanging.

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You can sense where they are hiding,
Though there is silence in the trees.
You can hear the brown leaves rustling,
Moved by a swift Autumn breeze.

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This is a favourite tree fir,
Where moss and lichen grow.
Such an abundance grows
free here ,
A birdbath stands below.

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Good morning, you’re looking good to me,
To face the sunlight― it dazzles my eyes.
The feeling is good, so refreshing to see,
A new day, a new way, a surprise.

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Even through cloud, sunshine makes it’s way,
At first a golden speck in the sky.
Should it dance through a twelve hour day?
It returns again tomorrow― that’s why.

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​Ever driven underneath a building,
To park your car in a dim lit space.
You search for the sliding door that goes “ding”,
Oh, and you're parked on B1― just in case.

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Is this number for the unlucky ones?
Can’t find your car? That must be a pain.
Hansel and Gretel made a trail of breadcrumbs,
Find the lift and start searching again.

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While out walking by the river today,
I spotted the quaintest little gazebo.
Treading underneath to see the display,
My feet made a horse's hoof echo.

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I met a homeless lady this afternoon,
I asked if there were any challenges lately.
She said she was hoping to find a place soon,
Right now, sleeping under the stars more than likely.

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All the locals take turns at Burleigh,
To greet the sunshine each day.
It helps to make all moments clutter-free,
Gently, softly, they hear music play.

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