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Jun 2016
On my careless journey
Jolted by my cars ride
400 miles, my engine drove by

The city sky's match the lively lights
Of which burn into my sight
Did evermore grow from cement
Did the burning lights be fluorescent

Stranded by 1000 miles high
As all the skyscrapers scratch at the sky
Did my look bellow with awe
Astounded looks light my face
From the city that had some disgrace

******, robbery, loitery all alike
To match thine city's golden sight
Cigarettes and cigars emmit perfume

As the sound of the matching band plays a tune,
And the flambonies blow out their flame,
Street cars match the golden flame
Blamed by the sound of the city lights
Did my ever growing desire for thy fire burn delight........

Yes it was I who burned that city light
To light the way from destructed sight
To whom I call upon to yield
For my friends and family to my fields
Made of concrete and steel
The jungle burned my city light
I miss my home so while I'm visiting I wish to express my desire for my original home
Tyler James Roberts
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Tyler James Roberts  Florida
(Florida)   
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