Walk down an old street

The light dawns,

seagulls pass overhead

bluest sky beckons

shoelaces fastened

heading off down the path

following sunbeams

the path never changes

but the people passing do

walking over stone

short distances green

awaken sleepy braincells

bringing happiness

end of the distance

heading back, to where it began

ascending the stones

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