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Indianapolis

Look around
What is it that you see?
Is it the different under tones of grey hues
coming from the tall cement and steel that towers around you
or the numerous people who are numb to the fact that you even exist
walking through their lives not even to bother to raise heads as you walk past
or is it the sky that can barely strain itself around the corner
as if it’s trying to grasp you to give you fresh air
because honestly, sometimes here, it’s hard
to make your chest rise and fall

or looking around
are you the golden one who sees everything differently?
do you notice the washed out stones but see them as soft and soothing
and do you see the subtle exposed brick exposing a flame of warmth and comfort inside 
or the pastel lettering branded above architecture that glistens when the
sun sleeps and the stars are shining from windows of shops and apartments
do you see the people indulging 
in the simplicity that happiness can be made into
sipping on a latte, smoking a cigarette, inspiring just by being

it takes time 
but if you listen to the secrets within the city 
you will find that we all look around and see both 
we see the greys and feel our breaths fading away, but
we also see the beauty and the differences
 in every block that act as a natural muse
Broad Ripple, Mass Ave, Fountain Square 
each with its own personality and people who mimic it 
once you have found the stomping grounds to plant your feet
the River White that runs through the veins of the city
will eventually run through to your heart 
in this city that inspires and makes beauty out of the littlest thing

and if you leave you will see
words do not flow and paintings do not paint
you’ll lose the touch cause you chose to leave behind  
The city of whoever it is that you want be

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