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Unable to remonstrate the rain,
We scramble for the scaffolding
of umbrellas

Desperate, like squeegymen
Exiled to the fringes,
Resting between corners, walls without roofs,
Taking in the gloaming with the scent of roasting nuts
and the ambitions of those who roast.
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