The 1960's here our city's foundation was built on plastic flowers.
Heart and soul the backbone of turbulent times, working our way up or for our existence.
The enterprise has now moved, bringing with her, integrity and corruption.
At least we can still count on junk shops, or junk,
as a reminder for the fact that it can always get worse,
in the future.
~apys
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