These streets heal wounds, those dark purple bruises
dulled to the pain, walk the night as the city snoozes
my stride proud, full of purpose, feels right
this city the sounds, the lights, the night
Never a doubt id bounce
it happens sometimes, you trip, fall down
a thud, hit the ground
the rise back feels like you've won a million pounds
You let the city take you in, lead you on
a journey, no destination, no gps set on the phone
just a walk alone, soaking in the vibes as it unfurls
the city at night, a sprinkle of life, a dreamworld filled with light
Thanks for reading.
Peace and love.
Kyle.
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