Everything and nothing
Sh-Ron Almeida
Asst. Arts & Entertainment Editor
Stepping through the door, you hear the creations of the new world
What could they be?
Traffic of cars blaring
Children playing
Birds chirping
Running water
Babies crying
Buildings crumbling
People screaming
Flames engulfing
The beauty and ugliness of the outside world should always be cherished
Breathe in everything, forsake nothing
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