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urban satisfaction

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Travelling through cities
with foggy air
rays of light shattering
on the mirror towers
midnight is no night
useless notion of time

Faces, after a while one big head
consisting of fragments
glued together

Talking is impossible,
disturbance sometimes illegal
pain and retribution
for picturing crime

software cells connect me through
mountains have crumbled
faded into gas...
all is left and nothing more
as a vision in the glass