Scape

So lonely is the city life
drowning in strangers
voices and strange noises.
Creaking and rubbing metal
everywhere. No one has a friendly
smile. No one looks you in the
eye. No one points out the
lavender sky and no one cares
that fields are gouged
by darkened shards.

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