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Shop fronts, curbs and pavements. Bin men wear hearts on their sleeve. Coffee shops, bakers and jewellers. A homeless man searching reprieve. Adverts and billboards shine bright. The cleaners have swept the streets bare. Commuters and tourists combined. This city called London we share. Marching to a steady beat Marching to a steady beat The pavement are veins People the blood The city the heart Pumping the beat Pumping the beat
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
The heart of London
Shop fronts, curbs and pavements. Bin men wear hearts on their sleeve. Coffee shops, bakers and jewellers. A homeless man searching reprieve. Adverts and billboards shine bright. The cleaners have swept the streets bare. Commuters and tourists combined. This city called London we share. Marching to a steady beat Marching to a steady beat The pavement are veins People the blood The city the heart Pumping the beat Pumping the beat
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
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