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The streetlights march like soldiers Berets raised to an empty cause A forgotten dictator; He left like the sun The clouds sit on balconies Listening to the eulogy Read by the soft spoken wind; It whispers unspoken wishes The lowlight like limelight Against a backdrop in decay The paint peeling; The ceiling damp with rain I sit and drink the air above me And so the ground beneath tells me In hushed breaths: "The shadows will soon belong"
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
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The streetlights march like soldiers Berets raised to an empty cause A forgotten dictator; He left like the sun The clouds sit on balconies Listening to the eulogy Read by the soft spoken wind; It whispers unspoken wishes The lowlight like limelight Against a backdrop in decay The paint peeling; The ceiling damp with rain I sit and drink the air above me And so the ground beneath tells me In hushed breaths: "The shadows will soon belong"
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29/M/Chinese
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
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