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Into the thousands
he flows and blends,
squeezes in a quick breakfast,
gets into his workshop
to keep the life safely comfortable,
he is in between the vehicles and smoke
till the dusk,
he loses himself slowly
in the bathroom,
he searches for his self
in the mirror.
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