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This City

This city
Is too much smoke, too much dust
Too few stars
To follow into sleep

This city
Is never alone
And always longing
Just to breathe a bit

And in this city
You can climb on a roof
Scream your anger until your lungs burst
Without getting stared at
Because this city is full
Of people who wish
They were there with you, too





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miracle_of_hope said...
Aug. 15, 2011 at 4:17 pm
sounds like fun??? screaming on rooftops..... there arent any where i live...
 
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