crowded solitude

you are my wilderness
you are my safety
you are my crowded solitude
you are my foreign path
in a familiar home
you are my first refuge
you are my one last mystery
you will never know my name
but I will know your streets
i will walk your streets
and know my heart
so many millions' dreams have raised you up
a million hands could never tear you down
i'll always love you . . .

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