There was never anything more beautiful at night than to see LIGHTS in variety of colors.
I'd merge the beauty of those lights to the oppression of my romantically suppressed passions.
To EXIST!!!
In the beauty that fills my being.
I only longed the menagerie of the street city'd lights to find ONLY one who saw the same beauty.
From afar.
Because though the lights were brilliant & beautiful.
There only reigned carnage of those beneath its glow.
Hence returning in speed to the spectrum.
From whence the illusion, beheld.
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