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The Institution

A taste of one of my favorite pieces I wrote—ever since New York.

By Ángel SierraPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Dark blue, rainy city. The gritty city of dreams: NYC.

Not a cloud in sight

The Institution is near—

Hear Mr. Blue Sky.

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Ángel Sierra

Rhymes, riddles, and occasionally, she giggles.

Every-writer, it's all in me... DO LOOK DOWN!

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    Written by Ángel Sierra