Lost Victims
The City uncaged
once the innocent
are asleep
Where neon lamps
of judgment
line the alleys with pain
Shadows of regret
dance to the sorrow
of memory
Those not
in their beds
— becoming victims of the night
(Dreamsleep: October, 2026)
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