.Sunday, spatter on the pane
Sat up on the bus in my usual place
It's gone late, I'm holding takeaway
Glad to see the back of another day
From the back come a sound, turn and look around, hostile eyes meet mine
Can't be more than nine, all alone at night, no soul in sight
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