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Cards (6)
"
i comb its hair and love its shining eyes
" - personification of the city
"
the white streets
" - light and colour imagery
"
the bright filled paperweight
" - metaphor
"
i have no passport, theres no way back at all
" - mysterious language
"
my city
" - possessive pronoun
"
it may be sick with tyrants
" - personification of the city