Skyscrapers are leaving no holes
skydrapers are leaving no holes
like asphyxiated moles we would die
gasping for a piece of sky!
I get this so well. I have lived in a large city city where rhe skt was non existant.
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It's everywhere. But I love the sky and natural surroundings. Give me the countryside. Thanks for such a thought provoking piece.