Bright,
cold night
Walking
under powerful electric light
Watching
cars overtaking
A
rootless life.
Alien
people
In strange
cities
Of distant
countries
Who
become
New
families
In
well-known cities
Of
closer countries
However,
the wind again blows
So I
spread my wings
And take
off.
Dark,
hot night
Walking
under dim electric light
Watching
cars overtaking
A
rootless life.
awesome poem :)
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