Stop The World: I Want To Get Off! 2
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The streets at night are ablaze with neon lights.
The cars are rather monstrous, mad machines.
The modern world is speeding by so fast.
These days! The seasons come and go before
One knows they have arrived: with sun or wind
Or rain or snow. At times, I sigh and wish
That things would slow right down! Yet I guess
That won't happen anytime soon it seems.
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