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Lost, But never Forgotten
Time is the unseen inevitable entity which has clutched the entire
universe in its inescapable hands, firmly gripping everything in place.
Nothing is, or will ever be free from it, and that was truly evident with
the neighborhood street I was gazing at in awe. It had only been 10
years, yet it felt like I was standing in the very place I wished it didn't
turn into, yet there I was.
As I looked around, I found myself in a bustling dystopia, where the
loud revving of stylish supercars all screaming at the top of their voices,
rushed against the other passersby, who were also trying to race against
this very entity, thinking they could beat it, all while cautiously
scurrying around a sinkhole large enough to fit a small brown
elephant, which opened the possibilities to many unexpected disasters.
All the smoke emitted from these vehicles had caused the entire area to
be covered with a forest of smoke, which hugged the entire area with
its perilous embrace, while everyone resiliently battled against it.
The once vibrant yellow paint on the streets had become nearly non-
existent, instead with large, defined cracks which had been formed.
The traffic lights, that acted like a guardian, a symbol of patience and
discipline, had not been repaired, hence causing unforsaken chaos. The
place had been transformed into a busy marketplace, where now,
nothing but fraud and inflation reign supreme, turning it into a
haunted nightmare. Towards my right, I noticed a wooden bench,
holding on for its dear life. With patches of black mold, advertisement
stickers slapped on it, and a chipped leg it reflected how humans have
started to change their appearances as society has modernized.
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