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in the catwalks, high above 
this city, sleeping 
in the parapets, twisting 
 through darkened fire 
 escapes to stars, lost 
 in this complex maze 
 the architects left 
 behind - hope
 runs out of the arteries 
of their dreams
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
Crawling
in the catwalks, high above 
this city, sleeping 
in the parapets, twisting 
 through darkened fire 
 escapes to stars, lost 
 in this complex maze 
 the architects left 
 behind - hope
 runs out of the arteries 
of their dreams
#poetry#crawling
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bianchiblue
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
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