Grim faced and forbidding

Their faces closed tight

An angular mass of New Yorkers

Pacing in rhythm

Race the oncoming night

They chase through the streets of Manhattan

Head first humanity

Pause at a light

Then flow through the streets of the city

They seem oblivious

To a soft spring rain

Like an English rain

So light, yet endless

From a leaden sky

The buildings are lost

wrench
wispy
white
westminster
washes
violent
unique
their
tales
leaden
weathered
humanity
limitless
manhattan
history
purposeful
focus
wistful
first
energy
faces
faced
english
pulse
closed
watcher
light
angular
ancient
buildings
catch
every
alive
angle
forbidding
sharp
steeped
london
green
oblivious
oncoming
chase
pause
streets
pacing
pavements
possibilities
prevails
through
pride
stride
quality
tight
intense
realities
endless
rhythm
sense
night
spring
still

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