Streets of dawn

Memories roll Like a twilight bus: Wind and wheel Swirl yesterday's news Outside my window. Gently, I journey down Warm corners of light, Where glass and concrete Cities burn bright. Steel Jungles flash by in the night, Turning up the streets of dawn.

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