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City Lights

3 a.m. pacing in a lie,
Those night lights glisten
But I seem to be fading
In a city of holy dying stars
I go out to be new,
Yet the roads always leave off
In the same lane of tragedy.
These city lights sparkle-
That will never change.
It must just be me dying out.

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Those three am contemplations, sometime so difficult. Nice portrayal. Nice work!

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it is us changing. The city lights seem to dim as we get more familiar with the shine. I think we begin to look more deeply than the surface that glitters. Anyway, a new way to express an old thought. "I'm getting too old for this shit!" Nice! ~ Geezer.
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