DOWNTOWN CORE

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Come downtown

and we’ll count windows in the sky—

Come downtown, and help me fight

the urge to cry.

All these windows into lives we’ll never know—

all these people who have nowhere else to go.

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(and at the core of it’s the grinding of the gears)

(and at the core of it’s the loss of living years)

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see, in the ’scrapers, we all work ’til dying time

and in the ’scrapers, count a dollar, earn a dime

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(—I was hoping I wouldn’t end up here.)

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#poetry

#rhyme

#meter