Originally written in my Scribe in NYC.
I've considered and thought,
Planned and connived in the past On whether moving to NYC is a good idea Three days into my stay here, living the life I intend to have eventually,
here is the report:
I might move eventually, maybe next year If I become a rich man, a wealthy person Richer in friends and social company than in physical riches...
But otherwise it is a tough call
I tell you why-
It's busy busy busy, teeming with people And you feel a sense of comfort In knowing you're covered
But it's a lie
They live their own adventures
And if I were a brave man, a social man, A climber of any kind,
Maybe, perhaps.
But.
To move to just only get enough Hits at finding the right person
Is oh so silly.
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