New York's Charm


The perfect skyline

Promises all the mystery and beauty

Of the world.

A place where

You are surrounded

By things you can’t have,

But the charm is

It makes you think

You can have them.

Looking to belong

(To be part of the city!)

We want to go where

The standards are high,

Many share your dreams,

And to be both no one

And someone.

So we dream

And wait

For the city that already has us.



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