I have watched the river gone wild
In the bluest corner of your eyes
People passing, as you mingle in disguise
A brilliant masquerade in plain sight
Still faces without joyful smiles
Beautifully deceiving your own desire
In a photograph as pure as black and white
Glowing neon lights burns the skies
No evening stars will shine as bright
In a nameless nowhere street
Where no cars no human do exist
A blind man walks without his sight
Lost in a world without a light
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