A step

A step

There she was,
materialised ephemera,
a passing figure,
a passing glance,
immediately gone
within the loud pulse
of a northern city, forever.

A step across the street,
a camera lens…
Did she ever know
that it was a step
towards eternity?

Roundness of words

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