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Again, The Moon Full
It was a clear night as the Moon looked down with apathy upon the dwellers on the city
Going about their important tasks with intense intent, feeling a sense of inner pity
Meaningful and yet oh so meaningless, trying to make sense of it all
Fit everything into the quantum soup, existence in this urban sprawl
Such strange ingredients to work with. Moon, what say you?
Do those lost souls floati...
Monday 23rd October 2023 11:38 am
City Streets
These mean streets?
Or inspired living?
Our choice I guess…
Urban life
To some safety in numbers
To others oppressively overcrowded
What we focus on
Give attention to
Makes our reality every time
And yet here we have nature
Surviving against all the odds
Offering hope to humanity
What will you choose to see?
Saturday 16th July 2022 8:02 am
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