Wrap of The City

I get used to this city.

All the horn and yells soon as the sun set it shine and the moon shift.

From the smokes and carbon monoxide urban people breath everyday.

To the dancing lights of tall buildings and flashes of street movement.

 

I get used to this city.

The heat and stink soon the noon comes and burn your skin.

Fast pace beat of pathway and thump voices of heavy construction machines.

And slowing motion self in rush of swaying elements.

 

I get used to this city.

How they mourn over traffic and excite over midnight sale.

The rigid day of people movement and barely sober walk to the car of the night.

All the laugh and formal talks to dreams of making big in a city and naive smile within.

 

I get used to this city heart beat.

And try to breathe in.

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