I stand at the edge of the platform and wait for the inevitable object moving it's way towards it's stop. Its so beautiful, the sky, the everything. The people are merely objects from my point of view with only a purpose and nothing more than striving to achieve that purpose. Some I may never see again, some I may encounter later in life but i don't know. Oh the sky is still so beautiful, if only I can be mesmerized by it tenfold. For this skyline will never be the way it is now, each second it changes. To be embracing a second of this beauty is indescribable.
Approaching the end of this destroys me, for I cannot sit in solitude and taking in the fresh scenery and the beauty of the sky.
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