Here.

The land is raw with potential.

The sight propels man’s vision,

The scene is expansive.

 

There.

 

The steps impress the life.

The cars, rather than birds, make song.

What can one do, but follow?

 

Here.

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The landscape takes us places.

There is depth of breath.

The fog whispers something I cannot hear.

 

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