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City Lights

Deon BuysJanuary 15, 2020

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City Lights

written by: Deon Buys

I have seen more stars

in the eyes of the broken

than I have

between city lights.

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Deon Buys

I am a South African poet who has been active in Poetry for the past 2 years. I am a hopeless romantic, and through that I try to do Poetry busking on a weekly basis to try and spread the beauty that others work has filled in me.

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