And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. (W. Blake, Auguries of Innocence)
i got lost in the middle of the city
my daily routine were concentric circles
i tried to find you
but my footsteps could not fit yours.
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