Back street
walking
the tracks
of divide
sometimes
it is too wide
where even love
cannot meet
I splash
in cloudy water
leaving muddy prints
life can get you
dirty like that
understanding
about it all
accepting
it is what it is
just black and white
maybe its simpler
to know it that way
but I'll walk on
and cross over
some day...
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