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the last laugh

a lone star in the sky is what you see blinded by the lure of the city window shining the spree of shopping neons begging to make the scene buildings trying to reach the mighty nonsense say the star surrounded with twinkles as in the dark it shines in a multitude of cosmic laughs looking at you dragging your laundry to be washed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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