There's a beauty about this city.
The mountains rise.
The ocean turns.
The forests surround us
like ancient giants.
The skyline glows
against the evening sky.
Colors rise and bloom from the earth.
Rain washes the city's streets.
Peace settles over us.
Hands rebuild what has been destroyed.
Pride replaces chaos.
Our city.
Our beauty.
Our love.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
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