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RE: The last bus of the day

Aw, how lovely. Tiny ponderings. A bit judgey about the woman with the nails and the absent Dad, but hey, I'd do the same haha!

It is raining and I am seeking for shelter
I look around and nobody is looking up
Protecting their faces from the clear drips
Buried in their coats and in their phones

I love this bit - it made me fly right into that moment!

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Thanks for the compliment madame!!

yeah observing is often also with some judgement in there when you are wondering their story. On the other hand...how often to you see a daddy with a baby in the bus at night? ;)