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The city lights
The chilling night breeze blew against my cheeks. I can see the bright city lights below from where I was. They seem to glow and sparkle with hope. Where I stood, was quiet and tranquil. I pretend to hear the bustling city below, the sounds of locomotives zooming pass each other on the roads, the night market booming with activities; people haggling over prices and shouting their goods for sale. The breeze came again, and it whispered into my ears. I tried to decipher whatever it was trying to convey to me, to no avail that is. I swept my hair with my hand, flipping the stranded strands away from my face. I peered out towards the city lights again. The entire skyline of the city can be traced together with the bright dotted lights, it was really spectacular. The city so beautiful yet I seem so far away from it. Many a time, while flying on a plane and looking down the windows, the city lights they flicker so beautifully, like fireflies fluttering together. Maybe where I will be going has cities as beautiful
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