The city was always bright and vibrant. Full of excitement and bustling with the movement of vehicles.
Everyday the winds blew and little organisms ran beneath the world. They toiled in the subterranean tunnels that connected the city to the spaces that ran in contrast to the ideals of the citizens that wandered often aimlessly above in air and blue sky.
Who knew what was the future? Where was the time?
Only the birds that stayed in the grass had the ability to take the thought to the precipice.
Have a terrific Thursday!
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