Downtown Beauty

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The serenity of the smog and flickering street lights consumes me,
As golden cigarettes line the crumbling antique sidewalk;
Pacing footsteps shatter the eerie silence of the city.
I gaze at the sunlight bouncing off the glazed glass
Of the broken bottle beneath my feet.
I find relief on a creaking bench and take it all in,
And in that moment,
A mature piece of gum holds me even closer to the city.





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