𝓘 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮
Where lights shone bright, where the worst time was never night
A place where misery was okay, a place where it was accepted to feel pain
A world with desires so deep, sadly not become reality
A city where you were who you were, you held a spot in the city's warm and sweet light
A world where all emotions where valid, aworld where everyone whas equal and known
A place where no one was neglected, a place where everyone yet no one was perfect
A place that shall never be real, for society punishes my saying
A city made of words and imagine, A world of pureness and blackness.
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Poetry"𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓼, 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵, 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽." 𝓒𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - 1 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓽? - 2 𝓘𝓰𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮 - 3 𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓸...