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Mar 2012
If these streets could speak
Fantastic stories they would tell
From drunken nights, forgotten
And childhood heroes that fell

If the moon up high could write
A novelist he'd be
Of lover's lane and voices, insane
And pure adultery

If the trees outside could listen
Brokenhearted, they would dwell
This world once pure, this paradise
And how it has been transformed into hell
Anomalous Revelations
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Anomalous Revelations  New York
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