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This city I live with. 4th floor open window, Hear the night. Man shouting, dogs bark Reverberating off red brick walls. Engine roars, Tires scream across tired asphalt. Eyes open wide. Lights lighting room Hand sliding against paper and pen stitching wounds. Scratching along Scratching a decade
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Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 7:40 PM UTC
Long nights
This city I live with. 4th floor open window, Hear the night. Man shouting, dogs bark Reverberating off red brick walls. Engine roars, Tires scream across tired asphalt. Eyes open wide. Lights lighting room Hand sliding against paper and pen stitching wounds. Scratching along Scratching a decade
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Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 7:40 PM UTC
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