This city in the sky soars by me,
Charms and wonders, she rarely bores me,
Kites in her vibrant skies,
Before my lonesome eyes.

A mesmerizing sight for awestruck eyes.
The wind howls and dances passing me by
Whispering secrets in the suffocating night,
Yet gentle river Thames, flows without end.

Awe-full days and awful nights
Churches, trains, begin again man,
Symbols retreat,
Similarly unique
Stories whose words you cannot speak.

Guns and knives thrive on these sleazy streets
Always an ache for a home we never had
Inside her heart, my world resides,
A kaleidoscope of beauty that never hides.

Soar with allure, vibrant and keen,
Kites grace the sky, 
Breathless, in awe,
enthralled by
secrets of the night,
no place to call home
in this city, all alone. 

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