To the city of my hopes,
I salute you and your kindness.
You have showered me with joy,
The friendships that you bring me.
Tho’ night time overtakes the streets,
Her heart is pumping continuously.
And floods of busy commuters,
Still pass between your lanes.
It’s magical to see her lights,
That sparkle from every corner.
And as the rush hour builds upon,
These streets are filled with purpose.
I couldn’t miss this opportunity,
To call and see my latest friend.
Tho’ she will feel the sands of time,
And I’ll become a distant drum.
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