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The City of Steam and Metal

Where Secrets Lurk in the Shadows

By Vaz BavPublished about a year ago 1 min read

In the heart of a distant land,

Beyond the mountains and the sea,

There lies a city made of brass and steel,

A place of strange technology.

The streets are paved with cogwheels,

The buildings tower high,

And in the center of it all,

A clock that touches the sky.

The clock is made of metal,

With gears and levers in place,

And if you listen closely,

You can hear its steady pace.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,

The clockwork city hums,

A place of endless motion,

Where everything always runs.

In this city of machines,

The people walk like clockwork too,

Their motions all in perfect sync,

Their actions always true.

But in the quiet of the night,

The clockwork city comes alive,

As the machines take on a life of their own,

And secrets begin to thrive.

For hidden in the shadows,

In the alleys and the streets,

Are creatures made of metal and steam,

With secrets to reveal and keep.

So if you venture to the clockwork city,

Be prepared for what you'll find,

For there's more to this mechanical world,

Than meets the human eye.

There are mysteries to be solved,

And secrets to be revealed,

In the heart of the clockwork city,

A world of wonders unconcealed.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Vaz Bav

I am a storyteller at heart, using words to convey emotions and ideas. My diverse experiences bring depth and perspective to my writing, creating impactful and engaging content. Let's explore the power of words together.

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