The White Birch new york

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I have let you down
With hymns and vows
As I drowned my sins in New York
I built my house, my home
On stubborn clay
Under the wings of New York
I lost my silver
I earned my gold
In the floods and tides of New York
I lost my taste for soil
In a bathysphere
Deep in the rivers of New York
Mother, will I ever float?

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