Look At Me On Day Three__P**

Look at me on day three.                                                                                                         San Franciscan streets                                                                                                              Nobody and me.

Slept all night in a chair

No one aware of me.                                                                                                               Breakfast was wal to wal green.

No one knows…No, no one knows                                                                                    where I am, just me…and now you, but you can keep this secret.                                     It is cold, beats the heat.

Too cold to sleep outside unless in black trash bags.

Outside the clouds                                                                                                                     hang low.

I am alone.

Just you and me. Look at me on day three.


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