Today I looked down Whyte Ave. The setting sun sent light and shadows on the traffic, and I feel there is something calm there, some temperance in a world gone mad.
Or should we see the sun as a burning ball that will someday implode?
"Don't you know it seems to go ..."
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2 comments:
I didn't know you could be so poetic.
Beautiful.
Burning ball. Definately.
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