Life dances in the shadows of the afternoon. The golden concrete radiates with summer brightness.
My thoughts, louder than the music playing all around me.
I sink into my chair.
Melt away in the afternoon.
Evaporate into the sky at dawn..
Reemerge as dew on blades of grass in the morning.
The wind returns with a soft burst of silence.
A gentle soliloquy
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