The beating of each minute, I feel in my veins.
As I stand here, watching time pass me by.
The traffic, the chatter, the rains.
A beat per minute.
A song.
Life teeming by the second.
Whispers of the wind.
Dancing rain and snow.
Seasons come and go.
Humans are so tiny.
Bickering over trivialities.
One day it will end.
One day it will burn.
One day it will all disappear.
Like breath on a mirror.
I look around me, from my view on the third floor.
And I ask myself, is this worth it all in the end?
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