Down Little Bourke, mid city’s hum,
A man walks on, his fingers numb.
His hairline fades with time’s embrace,
Yet focus lights his solemn face.
Eyes fixed upon the glowing screen,
Unmoved by all the urban scene,
He drifts through crowds in silent zone,
A world away, yet not alone.
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On Collins Street where traffic swells,
A rider waits as red light dwells.
With jacket thick 'gainst wind and rain,
He leans upon his silent frame.
A satchel wide upon his back,
Stuffed full along its heavy track,
His front wheel strays beyond the line,
Encroaching where the walkers dine.
Yet on his head, a helmet worn—
A modest grace in urban scorn.
He lingers still, both still and sly,
Beneath the watchful Melbourne sky.
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Upon Lonsdale Street, in twilight's shade,
A weary man, mid-years and grey,
With bottle dark in hand he strayed,
Its label long since peeled away.
A heavy sack upon his arm,
With secrets cloaked in cloth and thread,
He moved with neither haste nor charm,
Where quiet city footsteps led.
His beard was worn by time’s slow tide,
Now streaked with ash, with silver lined,
And through a strolling pair he tried
To weave his path, as if inclined—
By purpose strange, or whims unknown,
He wandered on, yet not alone.
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On Balmoral Ave, beneath the sky,
A man with a beanie, walking by.
His eyes are forward, his steps are sure,
While by his side, his wife’s gaze is pure.
She looks away, a thought in mind,
A quiet moment, a heart entwined.
They walk together, yet apart in pace,
Her eyes adrift, his face a steady grace.
In Springvale’s hum, they find their way,
Two souls who wander, yet words may stray.
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On Balmoral Ave, the crowd does roam,
A bustling street, where many call home.
A man walks by, his hands held high,
With bags of purchases, passing by.
He carries all, both near and far,
The weight of modern life in a jar.
Buy this, buy that, the cycle spins,
From goods to services, it never ends.
Electricity, gadgets, and more to claim,
Each item bought, each new gain.
In Springvale’s heart, he strides along,
A symbol of the world’s endless song.
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On Balmoral Avenue, where life moves fast,
A new winter's chill, a shadow cast.
A strain unseen, a threat to come,
The streets grow tense as fears are numb.
Yet there he walks, in casual grace,
A mask on his chin, not in place.
It hangs there low, a classic style,
As if the risk can be defiled.
The world grows cautious, yet he’s free,
Unmoved by warnings, wild with glee.
Through Springvale’s hum, his steps unfold,
A modern tale, both new and old.
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Through Springvale’s pulse, a steady flow,
A crowded street where faces go,
A man walks by, a brand so clear,
His coat, the mark of Puma here.
A walking ad, in hues so bright,
With every step, a brand in sight.
The busy street hums all around,
Where daily life and commerce pound.
The coat declares in bold array,
A symbol of the modern day,
In Springvale’s bustle, fast and wide,
The world of brands does not collide.
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In Springvale’s streets so bright and wide,
Where voices hum and cultures glide,
An Asian man walks, firm and tall,
A timeless grace, a presence bold.
His face is strong, a sculpted square,
A Han-born mark, both proud and rare.
One hand holds fast a glowing screen,
The other grips a bag unseen.
Through markets rich with spice and trade,
Where Vietnamese roots are deeply laid,
He moves with ease, with steps so light,
A man of past and present might.
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Through the bustling avenues of time, an Oriental gentleman, in trousers checkered with dots confined, Strolled with an Oriental maiden, wind coat aflutter behind, Their steps, a graceful dance, in rhythm with life's chime.
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