Wednesday, 13 January 2016

For a moment there was no one on the street.

No car was passing by.

A light breeze was gently moving the trees.

It was getting dark and the lights looked splendid, red, yellow and white.

It was the street which led to a big hospital but now the squalor, struggle and haste were gone, no sound left of the midday rush.

And it was there.

The mystery which can never be caught for tomorrow.

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