Sitting on a bench
Watching people coming and going
Cars rushing through
Only I stay at one place.
Time is moving forward
But not for me.
I just wait on my bench
Waiting, but for what or for whom
- I don't know anymore.
But I can't stop - I have to sit here.
How long has it been
Since I've been alone here?
Everything around me has changed.
People stoped coming
The cars have disappeared
and I'm still sitting at the same place.
Waiting.
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