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Steam rising and spiraling.
Then vanish in the wind.
I can’t tell where the land
Ends and they sky begins.
Are you acquainted with
The threat of being killed.
Are you conversing with pigeons on the windowsill.

And every battle has been fought
And everything I think was thought.
Down and down we’ve descended.

Every day keeps getting shorter.
As my sleeves start getting longer.
And the sidewalks overflow.
Patronize pedestrian
With no sense of direction.
I am lost and cant ask a question.

Steam rising and spiraling.
Then vanish in the wind.
I cant tell when the land
Ends and the sky begins.
This city is truly assaulting my senses.
Unkempt unruly devour defenseless.
Occupant if poverty build character
And spoils breed arrogance.
Id rather consort with the low and the decadent.

Every battle has been fought.
Everything I think had been thought.
Down and down we’ve descended.

Everyday keeps getting shorter
As my sleeves keep getting longer.
And the sidewalks overflow.
Patronize pedestrian
With no sense of direction.
I am lost and can’t ask a question.

You’d better have the strength
Of the wandering aimless.
With an audience of the most prestigious.
Do you have the strain to love the one.
You came with
I hope you have the strength.
Were in the belly of
Every battle has been fought.
Everything I think has been thought.

Down and down we’ve descended.
Every day keeps getting shorter
As my sleeves start getting longer
And the sidewalks overflow.
Patronize pedestrian
With no sense of direction
I am lost and cant ask a question.

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