The half-full cup
Everything's singing
School girls with brown skin, grinning
The woman in heels looks
exotic
The traffic makes way
It's hot but not so hot it's hoctic
The cash machine works
Having money, like peppermint, bursts
A sad girl is beautiful
The car music threads through life,
like gold veins of strength for the cars, insects and strife.
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