I stood up under the same streetlights.
It was so loudly quite,
It was so breezily cold.
Nobody was there,
no cars.
It was starting to rain.
I was rushing to find a building to stop
I was walking so fast
I was running...
without using an umbrella
Then, I was back in the same point
where I stood first...
Still... there was nothing there
I stumbled and was confused
" How come ? "
It was somebody who offered to take me
on the bus ahead
the same wrong bus
to this empty long loop road
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Author:
Hillary Monica Maranresy (
Offline) - Published: July 11th, 2026 09:16
- Category: Reflection
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- In collections: Stuck.

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