Two states of zero...

Ah!
This road...
This fleeting breezy cruise...
People on the move...
Cars...
Buses...
All on the move...

me too...
But grown slow...
aging?

tired?

O no...
Just peace...
Peace is such an angel
When she blows her kiss
Everything means so meaningless?
Why this hurry?
Why this run?
Why this madness?
noise?
shouts and quarrels?
what will they lift us to?
To what novel idea?
To what golden gate?

A big null and void...
A trillion zero...
Infinite zeroes...

But then
Zero is also a measuring mean...
A perfect state if be turned...

Zero...

The middle between two infinites...
And the two here meet...
At zero...

But who cares?

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