.It was a grey dawn, penciled in lightly
The morning screamed, neath the traffic's feet
The razor burned commuters reflections
It didn't seem a visual treat.
The office staff begin the humdrum
Making the hours and the money flow.
The guilty lovers keep their secret
An.
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