I'm watching a city burn. No, not figuratively... literally. A city is burning. A city with people. Kids. Adults. Little kids who have big futures ahead of them. And their houses are burning. Their lives are being turned to ashes. And im sitting here. Watching from across the water. Phone in hand, typing away. Writing what i see. While they're feeling it. Feeling the heat, hearing the sirens. Their minds are probably frantic. Trying to save themselves and their families from the fire. If i can see the flames flickering all the way from here, how high are the flames? Its three minutes to midnight. Imagine families waking up to smoke and flames and rushing out leaving all their belongings behind. Imagine the people who couldnt make it out in time. Then there's me. Sitting here. Watching from a distance. Unable to help in any way. I feel so small. So useless. So helpless. The flames are bigger now.
It's midnight and there's a fire in a city by the sea.
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