Published: 20 Mar 2018 › Updated: 20 Mar 2018
Wise Man Words About Dies
As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We've still been running in the mornings, but the city's different then. It's filled with hope and with bristles of winter sunshine. In the evening, it's like it dies, waiting to be born again the next morning.
Author: Markus Zusak
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