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Dec 2013
So here am I, and lot's lately, it's where you can find me,
Hoarse, atop a building, none can hear, no one can see.
But to the sky, to winged passers-by, I let my voice ring free.
Most of the time, I find, they chime "don't let it get you to worry,
obviously, you're just in the wrong city."

Oh Serendipity

For birds to say, it's so easy, unwittingly
They add to my jealousy, till my fight may make me we.
And yet I, find ways, to keep smiling
Though sometimes, the shine, comes right through my front teeth
Try learning from these creatures free, so someday, like them I will be

Oh Serendipity

Serene, I'd die of pity, make it heard from here my city.
Something witty, something witty, ******* I miss your pretty.
Fighting, soon you'll see me, my heart's pounding, getting giddy,
Giddy-up this hoarse I'm picky, take me to the streets of windy.
Impossible definitively, yet I climb, forced to fight to find, my serendipity.

Oh Serendipity
Please come back to me.
Johnny Overseas
Written by
Johnny Overseas  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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