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"a friend": "this city's trying to scorn me, to take me from my landscape. i showed up here a born loser and I'll stay one. i am unloved by this hunk of steel. my skill lies in mapping out the frustrations of others, it's an inside joke. i eat smiles off the faces of lovers and I dance alone, to songs I made up. you can see me in the sky, I'm the shiny one."