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vent about my citys new development project |
| so i came back back to the city after literally going through grueling year of desighn school and the city pissed me off it felt lonley the wreakage of the old market or the road sides that were removed all fellt like the city beeen crying for help as if shrieking that it needs our hand help from the residents but didnt find it cuz people adapted the passed around the injuries and bleeding rubble of the city carefue not to stop it but with also habitual ignorance asif its trash ignoring my lonely wailing city the people curse at the beighns who made the city like this say they shouldve fought but say they didnt cuz they were slower they werent they were simply too lazt sadend but consumed by sloth but the city curses at the people its not mercifult and became hateful for the people in it cuz the beast who did this arent even there after all so she burns the people on the side ways where her ripped tree used to be its so saddening to think that the people and the city could live together yet not coexist at the same time oh my poor lonley city lonly neighbors im not coming bak again youve all been so hurt somuch change its not mine anymore sad to see the past could never grow but rather leave me all alone no belonging connections cut so sad indeed |
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