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industry city


The bright yellow lights glowing through the night, The city of industry comes alive Flashing lights through steem Whisles coming to life through the peaks of industry Oil, air, gas all gone in an instant Though through human eye progress is limitless And through the eyes of nature death is eminent                 

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