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They silenced the horns, muted the night, Chained the rhythm, locked it up tight. A world without swing, a crime to dream, The Caravan whispers in the machine. Chained melody, rising higher, A spark in the void, a raging fire. Corp-Sec shadows, they’ll never see, The soul of the city in a chained melody.

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