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Feb 2015
In the city of hatred
Love is currency
In the town of the belated
Not all the eyes can see

Smile on the tramway
And watch the eyes adance
Glare at the luckless
The ones without your chance

Chuff down the street
Coffee your coal and steam
But don't ever try to meet
Those with less esteem
Some cities feel barren of humans, just people trying to earn their money
Sombro
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Sombro
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   ---, Poetess and JWolfeB
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