Theres something about the city that sings to me. Theres a pulse, an electricity. An urban magic that animates my soul. It is a rhythm that thrums along the sidewalk as I walk. I feel it in the balls of my feet, loosening each step. I shiver as it races up my spine and syncs with my heartbeat. A promise made - this is home; you are home. It is power borrowed from a thousand conversations, amplified by the bass from a passing car. It echoes in the blare of an inpatient driver. It wraps itself in the swirling detritus of modern life. This urban magic animates my soul and I cannot bear to be too long away.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 18:07:27 +0000
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