There is a slowness in the air, today
The sky sleeps
beneath a grey blanket of clouds
Leaves fly lazily, streets feel empty
Can time stop in this moment
Just for a while
No where to go
Nothing to do
Just be here.

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There is a slowness in the air, today
The sky sleeps
beneath a grey blanket of clouds
Leaves fly lazily, streets feel empty
Can time stop in this moment
Just for a while
No where to go
Nothing to do
Just be here.
