Together with the call to prayer "ashar"...
The street was increasingly busy...
The person passed by of the tall grass...
Had not been quiet...
There are those that to right...
There are those that to left...
There are those that to the north...
There is also to the south...
Every day like that...
Recurred...
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow after...
Had not stopped...
While the life was enjoyed...
While healthy was grateful...
Continued to move reach the dream...
The life was the process...
Be full of the activity...
Although having the limit...
All had the aim...
All that will continue to continue...
Until the stopping world proceeded.
(This wrote inspiration when i saw the street from my veranda)
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