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as the city rests in pieces, so do the hearts of it's residents.
broken lives that cry out each day of world passing them by.
looking out the window for something, anything.
glancing around for something to hold on to and to lean on.
maybe tomorrow will bring clarity,
maybe tomorrow will bring peace,
maybe tomorrow will bring happieness,
just maybe...

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