Beating The Odds
W Walterrean Salley
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Gray elements
Dominated the sky
With dampness all around.
Like a reed battered by time,
A lone soul, supported by
A synthetic device,
Shuffled down a long,
Empty, quiet street.
And steadfastly
Focusing ahead,
She was oblivious to all the
Leaden surroundings.
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