Gazing at the pale evening glow over this city and feeling the lonely breeze pass by, in the end we could only share a knowing smile in silence. Since we'd become so familiar with each other, there was no need for such a dramatic ending. Look at the city's soft evening glow, drifting gently on the breeze at the turn of spring and summer. Its gentle light blankets every corner of this little courtyard. Is this a beginning or an ending? None of that matters. What matters is that, beneath the city's evening glow, we once smiled bravely and spoke without holding anything back, finally letting those feelings in our hearts be heard, even if they would drift away on the passing breeze.
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Well written Nima. . .