He walked up to me with his heart on his sleeve,Asking, 'Where'd we go wrong on the way?For I've wandered this city and oh its a pity,They talk but have nothing to say,"I told him that's true about cities like ours;Cities of footsteps and phones.It could be only me and the wild open sea,And I still wouldn't fee as alone.
-Emily Hanson
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