Hark! Hear ye the sound I make, The words that tumble out. I shan't repeat them e're again, Give an ear to what I spout. Hark I say! The end is nigh...
I sit twenty stories, Above city glories, On a picnic bench of pine. I hear all the laughs, I hear all the cries, Oh what a city of mine. The lights...
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Thank you so much for taking
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Thank you so much for taking your time to read and comment on my story! I greatly appreciate the feedback, and I am glad that my style of writing is appealing to you. ^__^
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