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Nov 2020
My streets lay paved of broken dreams.
The corn fields they whisper, “Please, come back home.”
The city lights have swallowed all my stars.
A belly of hopes buried in the night sky.
Cemetery of secrets naked to the eye.
Written by
Mose
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   Cloudydaze and Skylar
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