Within the city lies a station
Harmonically there live, emotions therein
It smells of homeless and frustration
Don't ask me why, behold your kin
It's quite uneasy to perceive
The system slowly steals your youth
You've sold your soul to paper, green
Within the truth exists a chest
What it contains i can't betray
To never know, it may be best
For it may lead you into fray
Breathe in
Reach out
Reach in
Breath out
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Inspired!
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