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Stagnant City

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And yesterday was a storm;
Today is the wind.
Wind with sheets of rain washing over this city.
This city so vibrant once, now so internally ill with a plague so condensed water runs like mud while air sits stagnant in open rooms so beautifully filled with tragedy.



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