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Down town the girls gather
Butterflies freed
From yesterday’s cocoons
And you’d think it might matter
Emotional greed
But everyone grows far too soon

Down town the boys linger
Watchful fools
Practising their brittle words
There’s no ring on the finger
He’s far too cool
Such thoughts of a future absurd

Down town they’re all living
A moment ahead
Lives they may not survive yet to meet
Best be kind and forgiving
In case someone bled
For the chance of such mornings to greet

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