City
by 2/2
It's 3:00 in the city.
Darkness shrouding out all the repression of the institutions.
Chains of conformity broken by the acts of the free.
The spirits of man can now fly freely
towards the lumanescent sun
towards their own spiritual perfection.
Never give in, never let go.
Look forward, fly high,
never stop until the day you die.

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