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London

Cut through the city like flesh
her screaming voice the sirens
quick to steal your fledgling breath
Rivers threaded with iron

This is my favourite part
when the city night comes on
Dazzling displays of her heart
as lights twinkle one by one

Tube trains runaway horses
cantering into her veins
from a dozen bright sources
Organs exposed to the rain
Written by floralii
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