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Oct 2011
There once was a people who found the ground much too hard,
so they grew their city from the sky.
In it, they basked in the Sun's rays,
as they hung all the hues of the blues, the greens, and the greys.
But, sadly, no one sees them much anymore these days,
because when your grow your city from the sky,
it can be washed away with the rain.
Thought of this while drawing on may cup from lunch.
Whitney Singh
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Whitney Singh
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