I walked on the sidewalks,
Of the city.
I met rich people and poor.
I met people who just sat there,
And I met a doer.
The cabs drove by,
In hasty speed.
One cab drove past me,
In others' lead.
The rich ones and poor,
Seemed like they were,
Playing a role in a drama.
A city of lit-up buildings.
An electric drama of the city.
No matter where I roamed,
In the city,
People and buildings,
In an electric drama of the city.
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