Dark was the night,

Dead were the streetlamps

And all the car headlights,

Half-alive city junkies

Lined-up for methamphetamine

As I bumped into a man

Who seemed sober and fine.

I bought out my camera

As he adjusted his eyes,

Lens focused on him

As he tried hard to smile,

His eyes blinked slower than

The slow shutter speed;

I could see some white

On t...

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