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Midday Traffic

 

Traffic is like

a game of Tetris.

Every vehicle just

a part of a puzzle

trying to fit in.

 

Moving forward 

they navigate 

through a straight path.

Glitching as they waver.

 

Red lights sound an omen

and Green just noise.

To keep the game going

one must move on

to the next point 

 

A sharp sound rings

Signalling the end 

of a game well played

on a hot summers day.

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