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She was standing there,

A dimly lit cigarette in her hand.

Sweater faded from age.

Waiting.

Waiting for her minimum wage paying job.

Waiting.

Waiting for this life she hesitated to call her own.

It’s funny when you’re young,

And your dreams feel so real you can almost taste them.

Life zigged,

When it should have zagged.

Broken relationships,

Broken aspirations,

Learning to get by.

I live everyday just living and learning to get by.