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Fountains line the quadrangle
Yet no water flows

The sewage system clogged
The city's bout to blow

Hearts are busted and out
Just for a show

Everyone's shattered
Why are we laughing though?

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Raise you head high
Fill your body
With the last rays of sunshine

Tread into caves
Shun away from
Those who reign above

They tread lightly
On the ground we once abused
We hear the flowers bloom

Why are they crying though?

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