buildingscorrupted in the darkmixed with the lightof strangers * hurried feetstep by step on pavement—and the dirt is deepas little by littlethey mark their souls * organism of soulswho have their momentand sink back downto dark oblivion * steam in the streetswith century old pipes bursting—dreams of the …
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Meandering above the asphalt streets, The autumn moon lights vendor stalls; From dawn to dusk the city beats A song beyond Manhattan’s walls. Across this land the Rocky Mountains Conceal the trees and western sand, But here another day begins, Anxieties and troubles at hand. …
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