Passing Through

Every morning when the sun was not too bright outside, the sun somehow makes him vanish. He appears and he disappears like a sunrise or sunset or anything so ephemeral.

Just like our life, we appear and we disappear
and we are so important to some
but we are just…

passing through

Natalie, Before Midnight

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