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Sick of the city
She took a bus back home
As she walked in
The once desolate landscape
Bloomed with flowers
And the nightingale sang
In harmony with the warm evening breeze
Leaving the animals
In a pleasant reverie
As they rejoiced her return.
“ That night,
The city had lost an angel,
It was too blind to see.”
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