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Jul 2019
The city never sleeps,
it's too busy wallowing
in broken dreams and
smiles as vacant as the buildings
that are too tall,
and too bright
to ever close.
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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