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A Foggy Noon

Second day of the fog just as expected however, the sky is filled with a flight of pigeons as if they have gathered for a season. Be it summer, autumn or winter, the silent noon is often spent by oneself by the housewives. I can guess there would be almost no rush on the main road because in less horn noise, the vehicles must have turned on their bright indicator lights to announce the proximity.


now and then
the only thought of you
passing by


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