Broken buildings and broken dreams.
No one is going to see what you have done to this place.
A place that used to flourish and blossom in the sun.
A place that used to be beautiful and now wilts like the dead flower that it is.
No one is going to see what you have done to this place.
A place that used to flourish and blossom in the sun.
A place that used to be beautiful and now wilts like the dead flower that it is.
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