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Jul 20, 2004 14:12


"The City"

You said: "I'll go to another country, go to another shore,

find another city better than this one.

Whatever I try to do is fated to turn out wrong

and my heart lies buried as though it were something dead.

How long can i let my mind moulder in this place?

Wherever I turn, wherever I happen to look,

I see the black ruins of my life, here ( Read more... )

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