From Moonlight to Bright Lights

Tue, 07/30/2013 - 03:36 -- carajjc


Here in the big city that never sleeps… The building of Empire, the Midtown rush, From places to go, and people to meet, Reborn every day from chaotic hush. The boulevard of lights and New Year’s Dreams, Isle of immigrants, Lady Liberty. Horse-drawn carriages in the central green, The soul of the city, bright and lively.  Underground railroads and water taxis, Yellow cabs, gypsie cabs, always moving. A train station home, magnificent, grand. Never silence, never-ending doing.   From slow and quiet, routine and alone.  To a city like this, now feels like home.


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