I sit in the window
twenty three floors up
This is one of the moments
for which the world was made
The giddying view
from the widow seat
Beyond a simple bridge
over the river Yarra
It's fate that I'm here
On the ground pushing forward
people scurrying like ants
Cars seen on the horizon
a little like toytown
or lego land
Aroom with a view...
©Hazel
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