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We shall echo the points that scrape the skies Above the streams of Wonder City. On the streets below, men shift through time, Watched on by soaring concrete. In the steaming sewers strewn beneath These streets— O Wonder City!— Rats shall run the labyrinth of the sewers To find the traces of a world Before the steam of Wonder City.
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Oct 13, 2022
Oct 13, 2022 at 11:02 AM UTC
Wonder City
We shall echo the points that scrape the skies Above the streams of Wonder City. On the streets below, men shift through time, Watched on by soaring concrete. In the steaming sewers strewn beneath These streets— O Wonder City!— Rats shall run the labyrinth of the sewers To find the traces of a world Before the steam of Wonder City.
Isaace
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Oct 13, 2022
Oct 13, 2022 at 11:02 AM UTC
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