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The wonders of the world Fringing train track paths Cities of concrete gold Buses with lingering laughs Conductors wave to asphalt old Birds flutter in stone-cold baths Colors become slightly more bold As windows sweep the street light past
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC
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The wonders of the world Fringing train track paths Cities of concrete gold Buses with lingering laughs Conductors wave to asphalt old Birds flutter in stone-cold baths Colors become slightly more bold As windows sweep the street light past
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC
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