Communications have become our curse
Their thoughts slowly became her own before she could even formulate her own perceptions of the world
Streets flooded with centuries of rain and long clogged sewers forgotten
Pooling into mires of popular corruption
Broadcasts from the phantom district have found their way into our cities
Invisible fingers reaching into the minds of our youth
Damned to follow insidious trends
Leading us all towards our untimely demise in their watery depths
To drown in insidious trends
There is a giant resting within these walls
The great corpse of mankind lies encased within our concrete monuments
Skyscrapers enclose gargantuan limbs reaching in vain towards the sky
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