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Glow Of Freedom
The city glitters in its darkness. We talk through sprawling arguments of the diversity of choices offered to the masses on this strip.
Glowing signs of charged vapor shimmer, casting our shadows over past decisions. Twisted options of glass sell desires all with a price to pay. All except, the glow of freedom, above the mission.
Under The Sun
Heat rises and condenses, like the breath of exhausted angels, shrouding the city from the sun.
No relief will await them. The fallen hope for one more night of deeds done for the darkness; knowing the sun has risen before, and will come again.
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