Get up early with the place, watch him despair. Watching him wake up, speeds up his action.
Walking, walking a lot. Stay in a corner with no time and watch people pass by. Watch as the sun embraces in a singular way, contouring uniqueness and making them shine.
The shadows lengthen as the sun goes down. They dilute and let go, begging not to disappear into darkness.
Night comes. Slow down. Now it’s bursts of life that I see pass.
