33 days left (but more importantly.. 18 days left to spend with INTI peeps)
These lanes adorned with tulips and orchids left and right,
conjure emotions of joy, doubt and fright
Steel pillars, gradually fading into the horizon,
each etched with past and present memories frozen.
The grinning and attentive faces brush past lightly,
their familiar faces, I only remember slightly.
I cannot tell at which point the path shall end
but with these people, we will go hand in hand
Though at crossroads, we go our seperate ways
They all will meet, together again some day.
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Exclamation_popcorn reflected on life at 11:53 AM