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Esmeralda with the gold in her hair
a fair maiden, running down the neon streets
in a flowing dress made of black things
bullets like wasps follow her
down the dark alleyways
corner to corner and shadow to shade
she evades and makes her way
and no one sees the secret smile on her face
Oh how lucky you have been to see her in the twilight
in the reflections of the skyscrapers
in the moonlight
she tends to hide under the clouds of dusk
im the metal city, full of dust
and yet the smoke and the diesel and the fumes and the lights
make her so happy she could possibly cry
Esmeralda
Esmeralda with the golden hair
a fair maiden, running down the neon streets
in a flowing dress made of black things
bullets like wasps follow her
down the dark alleyways
corner to corner and shadow to shade
she evades and makes her way
and no one sees the secret smile on her face
Oh how lucky you have been to see her in the twilight
in the reflections of the skyscrapers
in the moonlight
she tends to hide under the clouds of dusk
im the metal city, full of dust
and yet the smoke and the diesel and the fumes and the lights
make her so happy she could possibly cry
Esmeralda
Esmeralda with the golden hair
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The idea
is to make cyberpunk poetry
is to make cyberpunk poetry
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