Cross Westminster at dawn, when mist clings to the Thames and London feels hushed
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Cross Westminster at dawn, while mist clings to the Thames and London feels hushed, like a urban secure by unseen enchantments.
Cross Westminster at dawn, while mist clings to the Thames and London feels hushed, like a urban secure by unseen enchantments.