it is heartbreaking, heart aching to see a frail old man running for the bus.
waving his newspaper madly, urging for the driver to wait for him.
his heart pounding, a sort of desperation showing in his gaunt face.
but at least he is still running.
spare a thought for the wheelchair bound old man.
silently wheeling himself, slowly.
he's too tired to run, too tired to walk.
the cruel fate of time already taking a toll.
resignation must be feeling exactly like this.
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