High, high, high up there
Where every thing's gray at day
And millions of starlight at nightWhere people are small, build what's bigger than them
They say to save space,
For what?
To ravage the beautiful city of green
Where the clouds were white and beats a diverse life.
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The Greenery of Hypocrisy
PoetryLet's not indulge to the beauty of hypocrisy let's meet the day with genuinty