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Metropolis

Lost in an urban jungle... Cannot see the gates to their soul -to those metallic animals roaming towards a fictitious destination... A seagull disoriented by skyscrapers' blue reflections The ocean breeze is calling The upwards is the only escape Wings heavy with heat and smog Slap Fate with willpower – mine I will have to play the "Jungle Game" for now So they won't steal my take off... copyright@Iolandascripca2013

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Date: 10/18/2013 9:54:00 AM
Very deep and thoughtful write on Metropolis, Iolanda. reading you after a long long time. How are you?
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Date: 10/18/2013 12:27:00 AM
its a nice poem.thanks 4 sharing.
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