The city breathes in neon sighs,
Exhales the dreams of restless nights.
Buildings, like ancient titans, hold
A million stories, never told.
Lights flicker—whispers in the dark,
Each a wish, a hope, a spark.
J
The city breathes in neon sighs,
Exhales the dreams of restless nights.
Buildings, like ancient titans, hold
A million stories, never told.
Lights flicker—whispers in the dark,
Each a wish, a hope, a spark.