musings

 
 

they say it never sleeps, yet night and day; those are just two different cities

 
 
 
 

Lights reflected off the cold, wet pavement

a somber reminder that even a planet can shed tears.
For a moment everything was still. The streets were clean and even the trees stopped rustling as the wind died down. A planetary reflection. A moment of silence felt around the world - even if just for a second. A cab honked in the distance - The silence broken. The moment never forgotten.

 
 
 

nature always finds a way to be seen, to be felt, to be heard. Even in a city that never sleeps, the sun sets.

 
 
 
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THE city that
never keeps