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Since I was young, I was a voracious reader and had a deep love of words and the way they could be used to convey meaning. I hope that my words and my stories would have a positive impact on others.

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Every face that we see in a crowd has a story behind it. I am trying my best to listen, tell and share all the stories that I can.

A City That Never Sleeps

October 12, 2016


I live in a city that never sleeps
Even at midnight,
We see lonely figures walking the street
Neon lights blinking in the night

During the day,
The avenues are packed with people
They come in heaps and piles
And sometimes in the midst of it all
It's hard to breathe

You learn very quickly that there is no place to breathe in this city
Everyone rushes from one place to the next in an endless relay race
No one stops to chat or smile or take a break
Everyone has something important to do

But even so, you cannot help but love a city that never stops moving,
No matter where you go, the streets are filled with people,
Always moving, thinking, their minds at work
All those tiny specks, in a city that never sleeps.


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