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Poem:

(Too Pretty)

Large city,

Almost too pretty,

Swallows you whole,

Lost between the crowd.

*******

Pressure's hand,

Erodes singular dreams,

The crowd moves on,

And we're swept away.

*******

It's almost too pretty,

Life in a large city,

Giving up identity,

For the masses that surround

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