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The abandoned city, in recumbent serenity, soaked in the moment - for with the rising light had come the most buoyant of birdsong encores.

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The abandoned city, from the golden rock to the blacktop streets, was calling out for a return of heartbeats and feet.

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The abandoned city sat upon the top of the land, serene with perfect view, as if it were the ideal model designed by God's own architect.

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The abandoned city was golden in the light of eventide, as if it was nurturing some happy memory of times passed.

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The abandoned city applauded the new brave souls that entered by opening shutters all at once, right on cue. Finally, it was awake and had good reason to remain so.

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An abandoned city is soon home to nature, providing shelter for other members of creation.

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In salute to the bonny blue sky, the abandoned city created a form of poetry from the passing wind. In whistles and sighs, in roars and silence, it was both lyric and song.