“She saw him standing on the balcony
Smoking, gazing ahead, so carelessly,
She thought, until he started walking
From side to side, big footsteps,
Perhaps with a bit more in his head
Than she could have said
Just by looking, just by wondering,
About the man with a cigarette.
As their eyes met whilst the light turned green,
He saw her looking up absentmindedly,
Peacefully inside an hideous bus,
I envy you, so free,
He thought, so carelessly watching me.”



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