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Up 3rd Avenue

We were walking

and it was raining.

 

The street was filled with people,

some walking fast

and some walking slow.

 

Somebody yelled, “Taxi”

and a taxi stopped.

 

Up 3rd avenue

there was a puddle on  the ground

and I threw my cigarette at it.

 

I missed.

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