Dawdling about your daily life In a surfeit of strangers You see a group of friends Laughing and talking Embellishing the bustling town. Subtly makes you ruminate About those “friends” you used to have Now just familiar faces The silent spectators. Vivid memories, irrelevant, but still there, Woven around the ghost of those faces. On… Continue reading Familiar Faces
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