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A step,
another step, a walk through the city, it’ll be gone in just a few hours. No
one knows, everyone knows. They care, they don’t care. The exodus started a
long time ago, the people, the cars, the animals, life. At the top of a
building, perched on a “Breakfast-Lunch-Dinner” sign, the only bird left took a
last look at the familiar streets. Urban decay was inevitable. Now, onwards to
the country, back to the country. A step, another step, and many more steps are
taken away from the city, a new path towards the future.
Writer's Dash 
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