IV. The desolation

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This town is a cage

with

ghosts of my past

lurking behind every corner

dust settled on the streets

like a veil

people whose names I don't know

anymore

Lights that used to shine so bright

now dimmed

and me

and my beating heart

and my lust to run away.

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