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Neon Nights

In the heart of the city, where dreams take flight,
Beneath the glow of neon lights so bright,
The streets come alive as the day turns to night,
In this urban jungle, where stars are in sight.

Neon nights, a symphony of color and sound,
Where life’s vibrant tapestry can be found,
The city’s heartbeat, relentless and profound,
In these neon nights, we are spellbound.

Electric signs paint stories on the walls,
Whispers of secrets in crowded halls,
A dance of strangers, each footfall recalls,
The tales of this city, where adventure enthralls.

The skyline adorned with a neon embrace,
As if the stars themselves fell from grace,
In this urban realm, we find our place,
Where dreams collide in this neon space.

From the corners of alleys to boulevards wide,
In the neon nights, our spirits collide,
In the sea of faces, we’re never denied,
A sense of belonging, no need to hide.

So let us revel in this city’s glow,
Where possibilities and passions flow,
In neon nights, our stories will grow,
In this urban wonderland, we’ll always know.

In the neon nights, the city’s heart beats strong,
A place where we all, together, belong,
With every step, with every song,
In this vibrant world, we all belong.

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Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet)
Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet)

Written by Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet)

I learn, create, and overcome. I write, paint, blog, and practice grey witchcraft. I served in the Navy and have schizophrenia and PTSD.

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