IMPRESSION AND ILLUSION
City, complicated light. Dark dull shadow.
Clamor and stillness. Vitality and weariness. Delight and sadness.
Lots of contrasts assert their existence and characterize one another,
sometimes selfish, or sometimes ordely.
It seems that each factor becomes a specialized cell and composes
a monster to love which is named city.
But its entity is the permanent chaos, the time deadlock.
There is only a space of impression and illusion.
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