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She walked the dark alleyways

Of tall oppressive buildings

Weaving her way between the skip bins and the trash

Going from one high street block to another

Their garish neon lit, signs and incandescent light

Blinding and dazzling all those that see

And headlights of the cars added to the scene

People bustling and rushing all about from here to there

Street sellers selling their wares

Hotdog and hamburger vendors line the kerbs

Newspaper sellers shouting headlines,

Some sounding absurd

She avoids the areas and keeps within the shadows

Among the lost and lonely hiding out of view

She sees corruption within the bright lights

She sees the hate and exploitation in the name of greed

She sees the materialism and sees this as a life that she doesn’t need

So she ducks these neon incandescent streets.