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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540617" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grand Central Lonely</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At Grand Central 'lonely'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The workers are all going home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Leaving the dregs of the day</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The littered side streets</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The delinquent and the hobo</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the street musician</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Those who are oblivious to time</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who move in and out of it</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> With drifting thoughts</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> More lonely than lonely? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> These are the silhouettes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Leaving scattered patterns</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of broken stars</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Their long forgotten </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> [ encores ]  ]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Some twist and turn</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Some shatter into dust and light</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And in the sudden shift, dance with the living</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> colours cascading down bright rivers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Into a monet or a still life</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In one last </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> 'As if to say all men are born alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They will depart this way'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Yet we who have the' light of the living'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who shake the dust off the dregs of the day</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who hold no candle for the lost</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But carry the same solitary journey</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In punctuated arrivals and departures</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Have we forgotten that god is in their eyes? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They leave no traces</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But in their dreams, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Are they not the angels who have come to warn us? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">    yvette smith march 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q>
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The workers are all going home

 Leaving the dregs of the day

 The littered side streets

 The delinquent and the hobo

 And the street musician

 Those who are oblivious to time

 Who move in and out of it

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