Our lives are unknowingly intertwined
By thin threads deeply buried by time.
They are waiting to be brought above
For all to wonder who and why.
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She went into the bus, and the moment she had set her feet into the vehicle, their eyes met.
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It was late night, probably nearly ten. She went on a bus, and the chilly air of the air conditioner welcomed her and buzzed her nostrils. She continued walking at the aisle, deciding where to sit. Continue reading Night Travel