Streets of hexagons and horses behind fences; men are on bikes riding nowhere fast. The sun blinds our eyes as time goes by slowly, the same people we see are those in most need.I see these things through the eyes of a passerby. The houses rise and fall like the shallow tides of the reef, many dwell in non belief and all someday will die. Here comes the change faster than expected. A change for the better good...actions speak louder than words ever could.
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