The Forest
The wilderness surpassed the world that I knew.
The skyscrapers were taller and the cars were many,
But something brought me back to my city.
The red, yellow and greens stopped the traffic and such.
I couldn't live in the wilderness of green,
Where few around me would live.
I felt that streak in me,
Calling for that tall city.
I loved the racing cars,
Turn lovely turns at corners,
And the huge department stores,
With all their supplies and ornaments.
The wilderness was beautiful I know.
I always walked through it,
But on the end of the walk,
I was back in the wild of this city.
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