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Here on such a fresh lovely day,

one can saunter along the way,
 

through each street so alive,
where the heart’s bound to thrive,
every person that I meet,
is friendly, warm, and sweet,
throngs in cafe with their verve,
plot a schedule, sway and swerve,
in my role as an observer,
I absorb prevailing fervour
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