The city awakens in the early hours
A fox throttles down the street,
its stomach filled, satisfied
while a rat returns to sleep.
Silence is broken
A lorry is roaring, piercing the quiet street
alas the birds won’t return to sleep
Streetlights are now dimming
A new day makes its way in
Embracing this street that never sleeps.
Rosanella
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