Leaves of Glass

"I have often walked down the street before/ But the pavement always stayed/ Beneath my feet before/ All at once am I/ Several stories high/ Knowing I'm on the street where you live" Like that, but your crush is history and the street is New York.

By Deborah Wolfson
· Launched 2 years ago
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