if the world ever gets to know the darkness of the minds that lurk inconsequentially in the alleys of the underworld....we would find an evening to lounge in the marine draive without fear.....time to recapitulate all the sounds of blasts..... hollering cries from the archangels of the city...yet no hand of care coming forward....
tell me where are the lights to light up the nights dreams to take flights from the dark to the bright- ness of the days undettered, unfazed amidst the sun and its rays and the hot summer blaze where are the streams to flow and take the fire in tow into the seas of the morrow at the helm of the bow....
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