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  • Here is the diversity dystopia,
    The one sided love affair with a pounding city,
    The throaty croaking and a belching of streets twisting, feet colliding, souls in communion.

    We are here,
    We are here,
    We are in the tornado of it all,
    The dusty air of our existence beckons us into the bleary honking of cars, autos, and pedestrians.

    We are here,
    We are here,
    We are in the chaos and calm of the heaven,
    Bodies to make one body dance in the air while flimsy metal sheets stand.

    The eye of the storm: a fleeting calm found in your eyes.
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