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Christine M
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Grim-faced and forbidding, Their faces closed tight, An angular mass of new yorkers Pacing in rhythm, Race the oncoming night, They chase through the streets of manhattan. Headfirst humanity, Pause at a light, Then flow through the streets of the city.
They seem oblivious To a soft spring rain, Like an english rain So light, yet endless From a leaden sky.
The buildings are lost in the limitless rise. My feet catch the pulse and the purposeful stride.
I feel the sense of possibilities, I feel the wrench of hard realities. The focus is sharp in the city.
Wide-angle watcher On lifes ancient tales, Steeped in the history of london.
Mist in the streets of westminster. Wistful and weathered, The pride still prevails, Alive in the streets of the city.
Are they oblivious To this quality? A quality Of light unique to Every citys streets.
Pavements may teem with intense energy, But the city is calm in this violent sea.
Their faces closed tight,
An angular mass of new yorkers
Pacing in rhythm,
Race the oncoming night,
They chase through the streets of manhattan.
Headfirst humanity,
Pause at a light,
Then flow through the streets of the city.
They seem oblivious
To a soft spring rain,
Like an english rain
So light, yet endless
From a leaden sky.
The buildings are lost in the limitless rise.
My feet catch the pulse and the purposeful stride.
I feel the sense of possibilities,
I feel the wrench of hard realities.
The focus is sharp in the city.
Wide-angle watcher
On lifes ancient tales,
Steeped in the history of london.
Mist in the streets of westminster.
Wistful and weathered,
The pride still prevails,
Alive in the streets of the city.
Are they oblivious
To this quality?
A quality
Of light unique to
Every citys streets.
Pavements may teem with intense energy,
But the city is calm in this violent sea.
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-Dragon Girl
"Music is my drug" -Jett
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