The city lies comfortably congested on the pre winter evening. They thought they were sprinting to their destiny but they instead were running from their past. Amidst it all, cars drive, unknowing of their destination. People walk, confused intentions from the wrong source. Will today be better than the last or will it be a repeat of what tomorrow is going to be? Some things are better unknown, but a journey is better on repeat. A repeat of love and a continuous flow of hope and faith hiding in the cracks between the buildings and the pavement in the city streets. We think we are looking but instead we mimic the city sunset, trying out best to stay lit as we unconsciously hide behind buildings. A shadow of what seems to be never ending casts over, will we shine longer tomorrow? Will we have it in us to guide the way? The city lies comfortably congested on the pre winter evening. They thought they were sprinting to their destiny but they instead were running from their past.
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