A Yorkshire Poet Poet Free verse

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I live in a world with many faces. Many faces pass me by. 

I want to look beyond the faces, I want to look them in the eye. 

So many people near or around me. So many lives fulfilling their dreams.

So many hearts that have been broken. So many stories and words left unspoken.


I see the faces of the strangers. Milling about in their daily lives.

I know that I can never know them. It's strange to think we don't have the time.

We select a handful of faces to get to know, to call our friends.

What happens to the many faces that walk on by to different ends?


Like ghosts to me - they're there then gone. A smile can lighten the heaviest load. 

A connection's there and then there's none.

What could have been? Perhaps a spark, perhaps a shared sensation?

Perhaps a love of life, perhaps eternal damnation!

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