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Sunday, February 17, 2013

Bright lights bigger city

the lights of the city, shining bright, behind me.
The darkness of the night envelloping me in the front.
It's ten o'clock and I'm standing on the beach.
To feel the sand underneed my feet and the water touch the tips of my toes,
the wind raging through my hair.
Only the sound of the waves, crashing on the shore.

Only some lonely lights of ships trespassing the blanket of darkness hat occupies my vision.

How would that feel? I wouldn't know because I can only feel part of it.
Also, my mind is too busy to actually enjoy the silence of the world at night.
Maybe I can kill it for a single moment, but then my shadow appears,
created by the city lights.
They call me back.

Some thoughts of mine when I was standing at the shoreline yesterday night.

What would be on your mind when you're standing where I stood?