It was a stuffy morning. The air was dry while the skies were a clear, pale blue. Birds twittered in shrill tones as they flew, seeming to convey a deep sense of freedom in life. The rays of the sun partially shone through the dotted trees from where I stood. Not a single dead leaf rustled in the wind. The place was deserted save for a few people who occasionally roamed about. Slowly, as time passed, the rays rubbed themselves on broken window panes. The soft murmurs were now replaced by loud talking and honking. The tranquility that pervaded in the atmosphere was shattered by mass human habitation. It was saddening to see the place transition into fundamental emptiness.
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