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Year of Creation: 2014 | Published: 2017-03-21 | Theme: Probable depression

I came to the window
to have an occasional smoke
a car from the side street
with a turn signal
stopped to let other cars one the main road
pass by.
Something so simple
but there are still car crashes.
How could something as complex
as a human brain
never crash?

I looked down to the ground
and it called me.

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