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big city, little girl

where there are others like me
in the fullness of a city
i will blend in
within the looks of many
and i will feel, more private
to have been, passed off
as everyday
and routine
like toothpaste
and mirrors
that are useful
and near

◄ bristol temple meads to manchester piccadilly

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