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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