Concrete Jungle
What can I say about the concrete jungle? This gray Amazon never so humble Through hustle, bustle I find myself stumble A journey I thought would tumble and crumble Haven't been here long but the going’s good Deep down I knew after adjusting it would With each day’s challenge I build and I learn To respect its people and the life that I earn So now to me it’s a growing ground With networks, influence and a vision so sound I adapt, I change and I grow while I fumble Until one day I become the rumble in the jungle
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Mervyn
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