View from the airplane
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Behold the awesome sight, my friend
as we rise above the earth so dear
A thousand homes, a miniscule trend
Rivers, mountains, towns so mere
An alive map with no name-boards
Highways like arteries, canals the veins
Little people with lives so bored
Searching for life’s purpose in vain
In the night, the neon lamps glew
Of cities, they spoke with jazzy hue
The crescent moon came near my window
communed with my view, of the design below
Above the soft and fluffy clouds,
Amidst the dwelling of the gods
T’was a grand and majestic spectacle
And my little mind, the receptacle
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