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I walk down Ulatis Road
Not nearly as pretty as it sounds.
i pass a man
almost as mangey as his dog that he drags around
it's short black leash is being pulled
it gasps as it restricts its breathing
the cigar smoke comming from this man is stifling
clouding around his head like pleasant thoughts
the strong aroma reminds me of the ones i love
where the love is unconditional and in abundance
not like here
it reminds me of what i've had
and whats been taken from me
it reminds me of where i should be
it reminds me that i dont belong here