What are we going to remember from our city?
What do you want to remember?
Do we have a choice, over what is great?
When I can see you across vast oceans and universe anytime, does it matter what color our neighborhoods are?
How saddess can trigger ideas
and humidity can signal reluctance
Of course it must, forever.
Let New York rot
Paris burn
London die
Beijing cry
Tokyo crumble
Whatever city we are not in
Stick with what we are standing on then we shall never fall, the sun only sets once a day, forever.
~apys
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