No matter rain or winter or harvest
This building doesn’t crave for any rest
It gets wet; it faces sun burn but still stands straight
Colorful clothes hanging, trees even bending
Window planks are black, transparent and even sheltering
Beautiful interior, still no filter,
Accepts all and rejects non
This tall building doesn’t have fun.
It Shelters like a mother’s love
Protects like father’s care
I live on the 13th floor,
It shows me the view; it hides all my tears,
It helps me to overcome the volcano’s fear.
I love this tall building, I wish I was it
With no emotions and with full dedication!!
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