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Rated: E · Poetry · Environment · #1333359

A plan for urban art restoration movement (U.A.R.M)

Every Sleepy city Morning
Watching my breath disappear
Collaborating in glass spires
Hours spent hours lost
On things as left & right
City steps I never count
You drop me before the river
Childhood summers now swept away
hand-held through forked roads of destiny?
I’ve always walked down,
Yet never up.
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