You look up, as I have asked
You, dear reader, to and the
Roof lines caught in the sun
At midday are as wondrous
A sight as promised, giving
You, and me, a reason for
Joy and a moment of awe,
It is not yet dusk, the time
For true wonder, yet we see
The beauty in the diverse
Lines of the buildings we
Glimpse from a block afar
Such lucky walkers are we
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