Stolen Wrapping Paper
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Eric Cockrell
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stolen wrapping paper,
covering boxes reused,
worn and tattered....
on lonesome street corners,
cigarettes crushed beneath
well known strangers feet....
lights flash, windows empty,
horns blow, motors running....
no direction home!
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