.In New York City I made my home
I loved the streets, the very stones
Cared for my comrades, cherished my friends
Loved all beginnings, had no time for ends
A city's streets are full of woe
I saw suffering where'er I'd go
I did my best to console and heal
Treat each human wit.
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