The buildings sank into the quiet water mist,
a desperate offering to silent green.
Once, there were people here.
Streets felt sparkling cool.
But this stolen valley reclaims,
and we never did belong.
The buildings sank into the quiet water mist,
a desperate offering to silent green.
Once, there were people here.
Streets felt sparkling cool.
But this stolen valley reclaims,
and we never did belong.
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