Witnessing Self on a Modulating Train

Looking, searching for myself in others, I find the streets.
Uptown and downtown, I walk along designed graph paper, seeking.

The seer sees.
The seeker seeks.
The bird, he sings,
And the tree, she weeps.

Oh city, take me under your wing.
Tell me your secrets like the train passes the breeze.

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