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It's a beautiful day to be alive!
I have just stepped outside the building
on my lunch break
with a can of Coca-Cola
and now I can quietly relax
and enjoy sitting on a bench
in the sunshine and sit
and quietly sip on my drink.

The quietness is interrupted
by a helicopter flying overhead
for a moment.

A few more sips
and the caffeine
and chemical cocktail
begins to work,
to give me a "rush"
- or perhaps just a nudge.

One quick ten minute walk
around the buildings
and I'm half way
back to my building.

I'm a little puffed
but feeling good.
Better start heading back
to my office soon.
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