The Concrete Jungle

Each day, I will be staring the skies and stare the tall buildings around me. From the place where I work, they look all stiffs but looking grand.

I can only see mountain on the far edge of my view. With small lush of green trees surrounding me. With the non stop of vehicles crawling around me. With small flocks of birds flying near me.

I do not find peace here, only stress and workload. There are no fun here as my heart belong to somewhere else.

A place where I call it nature. 


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