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Ri-Yan
I saw you on the street
how I imagined you to be
out of place
the same mistake
lipstick and gloss
Where do you belong?
how you got here
how you’d get out
No one at fault
You’d fit in here
how I imagined
out together
in the fire
The street is home
Where you belong
a way of living
Suit yourself.
A life for yourself
Independent
A changing phase
An inclination.
I saw you on the streets
How I imagined you to be
At home,
Where you belong.
