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In the middle of downtown, streets bend then end Where day begins to climb the mountains range With a glow light on the horizon less than incognito Glass panes fill up with peoples silhouetted forms Concrete surrounds windows opened like curtains Steel beams grow to towers touched by silent sides Small moons come in from other star systems As visitors strong on the metropolis boulevard It is hard to imagine how they all fit in the city With all that traffic, gravity and laws of physics It all works out on the cosmic stage completely strange After all, a downtown complex is built to handle change There is nothing more complex than visitors from space In the middle of downtown in the middle of chaos Where mountains are seen stretched just out of reach Moons roll along the streets to meet them Lost in their dreams as they have no footing in this reality And no feet to stand on on the thoroughfare out there

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