Droem One*
Dancing in my new apartment
All shades of bright white throughout.
Peering out the huge windows,
Spotted two distinct bridges.
One going to mid-town manhattan,
With cityscape view in sight;
The other veering more south,
To a destination not clear.
The second bridge is a symbol
Of what my soul, my deepest self
Wants for me, to taste, and try to hold;
Riches are waiting:alas, my ship of gold.
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