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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of the City</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sirens howl in the street & the cafe, <br>Trying to pull you either way, <br>Like carnival barkers<br>Peddling heart ache & tragedy</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The northwest wind whips around the corners, <br>Cruel & bitter, lashing the faces of us street toughs<br>Under the orange street lamps</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It never grows fully dark here<br>The sky only gains a certain colour</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I draw my coat up tight around my shoulders, <br>Shrugging, like a crow nestling itself beneath its dark wing</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573174" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Never have I felt more cold<br>More alone<br>More alive</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Patrick+O%27Reilly">Patrick O'Reilly</a></strong></div>

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