Painted Streets
The murals cover every wall,The vibrant stories of us all.The blues, the reds, the striking green,The most alive I’ve ever...
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The accordion begins to weep,To wake the passion from its sleep.Two bodies move in perfect time,A beautiful, kinetic rhyme. A...
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Starlight Walk
The moon is thin, the air is cold,As all the evening stories unfold.We walk along the silver path,Away from all...
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