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Stone jungle
Cracks of clouded sky filter
 Beasts of grey stocklily guard
 a maze of cement ribbon road
 spotted with life's endless traffic, rainbow people.
 
 Cold glass glares from the shadows,
 mirrors of sun, glinting from windows 
 flash morse code in eternal answer
 reflecting dull hues of city jungles.
 
 Smoke roars from factory mouths,
 metallic birds streak overhead
 leaving a puff, a trail of fumes
 to map a fading pathway to the sun.
 
 How can stone grow? It does
 a tumour of concrete ever bigger, swarming,
 defiant fingers stab bluntly heavenwards
 grey buildings on grey sky on technicolour life.
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