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Oct 2018
marvel at the natural beauty of;

gum stars on bitumen skies,

battered broken and bruised,

Weary eyed in lucky times.

city dreamers on the outskirts

grey skin from smog grey skies

twenty-something and passionately passive

hotshot kids run to us

then after a few years they become us

it’s a cruel cycle, a corporate curse if you will,



dreary office drones and

diplomatic diversity.
Written by
luna  16/Androgynous
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