It's too late to go backPeople crowed in the streets
barking with pleed to be let go.
Center attention among those who are different.
Dangling memories of what use to be.
Dark, snuck in faces, bone structures, detailed.
It could happen one day.
Look closer.
I don't understand the beauty of the world.
Or even the simplest things.
If only I could just sit & understand what he means.
Look closer?...
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