AMIDST RUSH
Amidst the cacophony of noises,
dust, running shoes, ignorant eyes and needling skyscrapers..
autumn leaves are still falling turning streets orange..
sky is still playing with white candy flosses..
sun is still shining with the shadows..
heart is still beating with red blood and love..
birds are still chirping
rain drops are still romancing with puddles..
Amidst the rush
The world is still a child
Running free in green lush...
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