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A lifetime in the city
Crowded streets and unrest
A competitive career
Left in social debt
It's a constant buzz
With a great urban view
Connections are copious
Combining old and new
A lifetime in the city
Needs an ending of peace
To find what it was lacking
Travel north to the trees
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My Poetry Is Not Like Yours
PoetryI just let myself start writing, opening a pathway for my emotions to spill out in words. It's a kind of therapy, you could say.
