Fri, 12 May 2023
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Green way,
And the grey tattoo is hemmed in by lines of uninterrupted nature,
The uniform scar stretches along the earth,
As a myriad of green sways in the wind of hurtling tin cans,
The dancing trees exude vitality to the point of near bursting,
It's a strangly beautiful and upsetting sight,
You are present to see such a vibrant sprawl...
But the green way stands interrupted.
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