Reflections live in the puddle of my mind,

Remembering the taxi that left me behind.

I made this for you with great affair,

And you headed north without a care.

Now you are gone and left my life behind,

Just another work of art for strangers to find.

And there you go before the rain returns,

While I wait in your water that forever burns.

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