Strangers and friends

Strangers
In the deep of the night
Friends 
In the bright of the light
Winning all
On the bets of games
Losing all
On the bets of life
Taking
All they can get
Giving
All they that have
Street lights
Guiding their ambitions
Table lamps
Shading their secrets 
Feasting 
Like poor kings
Dining 
On rare queen wine
Sleeping
On desperate motives
Dreaming 
Of better times
Strangers
Friends
Walking down the boulevard
Shadows keep them tight


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