Everyday News Here I sit, still and quiet in old misery The sun goes down outside my dirty window It shines up and arouses all my repressed feelings Lays them bare for the hungry jaw of melancholy Kilometre after kilometre, lined up on a row, they are shone up by the sun's gas spirit lights - a block of flats! The town will once again fall asleep, waiting for another dawn, a new day Waiting for the unavoidable
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