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Vienna, old city of dust, reckless, silent, city of rust. The fate of generations down you thrust. Children cry and elders die, even young mothers, please, tell me why. Bound in your arms they’ll never fly… You remain stagnant, as ages pass by. Your places grow thinner, their faces grimmer, mourning a long-gone faded glimmer.Continue reading “Homage to my hometown”