It's 5:45 in the morning
Raindrops are creating havoc
water puddles are dancing
the trees are swaying
birds nowhere to be seen
cold wind attacks the face
watchmen everywhere are awake
some enthusisatic runners
are conquering the streets
few people are ready for work
the mid-level escalator
has come to life
and the life in pubs and bars
is completely dead
the mind wants to walk fast
the feet do not support
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