they never say a word.. yet there is this pressure for you to conform.. but tell me? why should you.. its utter nonsense.. don't listen.. not buy into it...

Friday, April 23, 2010

I walked the busy streets,
and sun streaming in
rays glare harshly off shards of window

I met people I knew,
and stared at the faces, many faces
all unfamiliar, yet warm and welcoming

You know that moment..
when you get to that place, that wonderful, beautiful place..
never again will I say " I want to come back here some day."
I am here.
Relish that moment, because it last, but for that moment
some of them are gone, and you may never get them back.

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