City rain falls down
gutters, steep canyon walls, to
chasms passionless.
No rushing life, no
dark soil can restore grey pave-
ment to muddy joy.
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A very well penned and poignant write! I really like it! Keep it up you have talent! 10+++ Love and Peace for always! ...