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Jun 2013
I am sitting in a city
Full and empty
Concrete lines of grey
Smudged tranquility
Quiet almost silent
But for the deafening
Complexity

I am standing in a city
Alone in company
Touched but unfelt
By the fingers of society
Invisible to those above
And those below
Just a flicker on the face
Of the stranger I know

I am walking in a city
Passing colours
Too bright
For my shallow eyes
Every night
They burn away
And fall into the sepia
Lamplight a golden glow

I am hungry for this city
To open up
Fill with light
A dawn to spread the sun
Bright hot
To burn away the dirt
Leaving only clarity and
The human need for
Simplicity
Hungry Envelope
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Hungry Envelope
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   Jessie, ashw, ---, MasikaniCrocodile and st64
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