Streets of dispair.
Buildings fallen.
rubble on the ground.
Darkness abounds.
Within the darkness, shadows.
Shadows moving.
Shadows of men.
Men forever lost.
Their clothing dirty.
Their faces without hope.
Sleeping on the filthy streets.
No place to call home.
Human flotsam, washed up
on the streets of dispair.
Wraiths, ghosts within the shadows.
No hope, no one cares.,






















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