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Midwestern Cities

The other half of me craves nature,

Turns up their nose

at the grey Minnesota spring.

But me,

I'm happy with the patchwork

The swathes of green amongst concrete.


The grass is greener here

Set in stark relief

against the grey Minnesota spring.


Manicured parks dotted with benches,

A bit of humanness in all this edifice

Some would say artifice;


But me,

I see romance in this place,

Two faces like a Gemini lover,

Green and lush on one face,

And grey rock on the other.


The other half of me craves nature,

Remembers the dunes

and the fields and the hills

But this half loves the bustle,

Surrenders to the noise

and the stories and the lights,

Set in stark relief

Against the grey Minnesota spring.


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