user_Pejotl2607
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Look! at sunset, like a womb from the Seine Buildings are being built in broken formations, As they climb on each other's shoulders, streets illuminated by traces. Twisted buildings seem like a reptile, The toothed scales of the roofs bristle. And there - is there a sting covered with venom? Is there a ray of sunshine? will he write down the figures? High up - a gilded tower bursts with light.
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