The city is magical and the lights are grey Flags are swaying in that particular way Something is silent Waiting Whispering Holding on to that thing that makes it feel within Me I trust the toll will beep I trust that Monday I will get enough sleep The city beckons with great interaction Noticeable bending at the weight of our traction
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