smog

the smoke is gone

the wind is still here

is the sadness of the years

burned to the ground

empty earth

Only the wind is drifting

a moment of laughter

A moment of fireworks are gorgeous

The hustle and bustle has died down

The time when deserted street stopped

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The expectation turned out to be a momentary intersection

The later past is dense from this moment

The smoke recedes from the splendor

The wind pulls away from the silence

That far away galaxy

Let go of the smoke cloud to slowly pursue

At some point it seems that someone has left

see the wind blowing the earth

Laughter dissipates the cold and cold

Waking up early may be starry night