As I walk

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As I walk down the street I see all the faces;

The happy, the sad, the downright mad;

Some might believe they are always this way;

Soon you'll know that's just not true;

The mad man at the bus stop,

Just lost his son;

The one on the corner,

With the cardboard sign,

Can't pay rent, despite two jobs;

All the faces you see,

All the voices you hear,

Can't compare,

To the stories they tell;

As I walk down the street.

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