This city is dying.
Stray fingers of sun struggle incessantly to tear through towers
of bricks stacked upon bricks stacked upon windows and doorways:
reaching to cover the sky.
Wrapped in woolen armour,
I avoid the cracks for luck,
always searching
For the way out.
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