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and now for something completely different. poem time, boys and girls
City
crime. bad guys. people with dead consciences.
tearing up the streets like their own little candy store.
destroying and tainting the city,
darkening its very soul.
so, the city calls to me to save the day.
and i can never ignore it.
it's like a need, a compulsion
to go
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