The workers pass
The tourists flock
The homeless scurry
And it is only 12 o'clock
Tho not built in this city
I define it
As a gateway for those
Who make it their own
I see as far as Newark Penn
To Staten Island
For as long as its been
I've stood watch 
Night or day
No matter the season
In eternal insomnia
For the city that never sleeps
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