I never thought I'd like it
When the brick city in which I lived
So much of my life turned into glass towers lifting
On the skyline, the side streets, rising
Transparently on the avenues
Did I think I would admire
The glass towers that rise up where once
My brick city lived?
Transparency lifting the skyline,
On side streets and avenues adds a
Refreshing lightness to my being
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