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In the city

We grow from dirt

To photograph our coffee.

Born of the earth

To eat our family

Without a “by your leave”.

When trees are weeping

By the highway

And our blood is pumping

With caffeine

We cannot turn to dance.

Hypervigilant

Overtaxed and

Undersexed

In the city.

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