Once upon a time,
The window curtains would fly,
And the glimpse of the moon,
Would calm my raging soul,
But now I only see,
The silhouette of skyscrapers,
Against the blur of the night,
Rising an uneasy feeling,
Of being surrounded by the unknown,
The days we live in,
Have left the mind,
To c
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