Standing in the light that peeked
through the cracks,
She stood staring down at the city in
all it's glory
Cars that move in organised lanes to
a preset destination
A clock that reminded her of the time that's precious
Lights that hold a comfort for that one who walks alone
People hurrying to end the day
One side holding the bustling night
one side holding the quiet dark
Everything telling a different story
Everyone connected
Yet disconnected by the same streets
She heard the city felt it changing day by day
Developing into the illusion of a perfect city
She saw with her eyes a city that was slowly ruining itself
-k
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