City of Outcasts

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Neon lights buzzing on a street corner
Luminescent, highlighted hellos shining as bright as the stars in my head.
Side magicians gambling for praise,
Business man celebrating his raise.
I light my cigarette and keep walking, dirty Chucks and ripped jeans
Spaced out gods making their illicit trades
Young legs in heels dancing in parades
I turn the corner and find the hole where all my friends levitate.
And there I can always wipe away
The lies and facade of yesterday.
We're all happy here

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