.The city was cold
Replete with these sheets of old ways
And stained tenements that were built for bold slaves
Days collapse, street's name, perhaps
Were traps, you could see it in the concrete cracks
The lost hope is smoked
The skies would devise for slowpokes
Dreamers who seem .
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