I found this place. It's like a small patch from different times and I can't lie that I don't love it.
Even though I probably shouldn't be here.
Red berries, red red red red red
Bitter, long rotten but still hauntingly beautiful.
Houses from afar look almost like toys, with this bright light from windows among darkness of street. I can only look in aw at this light dropping on leaves under my feet.
It is warm.
It was a long dream. Something was very wrong.
I don't like red. I used to like it, but not anymore, it's too much too bright to everywhere as if everything will be in it, sooner or later.
I saw them,
City garden decor. With plush toys, as it is often the case :D
I like sky.
It's very bright when there are no clouds, to the point that my eyes are a little bit hurt, but that's just a little price to pay for this rare sight.
distant memories, dreams of buildings and trees from past and future alike, wandering around empty streets, looking at the shadows.
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