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through the eyes of a stranger
Through the eyes of a stranger,
I walk the crowded streets,
My thoughts hidden behind
A façade of indifference.
Always writing under breath
Each step the rhythm of a song
I listen for the murmurs,
The stories left half-told,
And with borrowed breath,
I weave their words into verse,
A silent chronicler,
Of lives intertwined.
Beneath the surface of each face,
A universe of fe...
Saturday 14th December 2024 10:11 pm
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