*This was written 01/03/25 during a (in-school) club challenge where we took turns saying the first word that came to mind when given the prompt "New York City". We were then tasked with writing a poem without using those words. My first thought was of New Year's and that is what this is based off.*
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pickpockets on all corners of times square,
fingers outstretched to hook into oblivious passerby.
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fireworks boom in the sky over head,
smog blocking starshine from ever getting through.
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railways carve through the underground,
like veins in a human arm, lifeblood welling up.
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the ground is littered with champagne bottles
and the smoky remnants of explosions.
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big city lights illuminate shadowy crevices
and too many people to count,
like ants spilling out of their homes,
to watch the spectacle above.
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oxidized copper stands proud,
waving a torch of freedom
as blasts rock the ground below.261Please respect copyright.PENANA90xPTfNPUp