That Old City and The New Me
A reflection
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2 min readMar 27, 2020
For now I want to be this poem.
I see all those cities where I was once, now they look so different.
No people, clear sky and birds on the street clueless about the avast space.
The cities in 2020 have paused everywhere,the roads are waiting for the chaos.
In my own city I don’t know what has…