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Big grey concrete buildings

Daunting as they tower over me

The feel so very satanic

Concrete and granite is all we see

In this city of night

With lots of flickering lights

From the lamp posts and the cars

Above us twinkling stars

In a city where no one cars

And this life is lonely and hard

And nobody talks and they all speed walk

To avoid catching eyes

Or the fear of sharing lives

In this city so grey and daunting

Concrete to me is haunting

It makes me feel so small

In the city where the concrete reigns so tall

It makes no excuses at all

It’s just what it is.