City Gates
Closed Outside City Gates People were low spirited Souls had been sold Some for a glamourous penny Some for blinded cowardness Stories they shared some were told Some were never Stoned hearts Nobody cared anymore Whether sunrise or sunset All was as it came Thief had arrived in a Knight form False Beauty, Material, Smile, deceived many The young and old Stood outside City Gates Possessed and helpless Pleading Eternal Breakthrough The City Gates "The City has 12 Gates"
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