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Faces

She stands on top of the defeated bridge watching glittering faces speeding down the broken line Fast moving traffic competing in dangerous races staring vaguely at the damaged sky. Sublime faces that once stood the test of time watch the shady moments ushered by and an audacious chapter slowly creeps in disrupting the city and everything within. Reality is finally sinking in, once amused but now confused the anxious hour has just began proliferating entangled hope And passion wets the appetite of an uneasy sight. They are scrambling around for answers but there are no answers I listened to them singing songs,something terrible must have gone wrong So they walked by without making a heartfelt cry Faces that don't know where they belong washed upon the shores Faces as young as three days old looking at the forgotten sky and seeking a way to get by. Faces warped up in silence staring from a distant manipulating its own laughter Historical faces dries up with tears reminiscing and telling tales of age old legend Empty street Empty land Empty house Empty man.

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Date: 4/4/2017 10:37:00 PM
Christine....love the travelpath of your maze! turning...twisting...human condition feeling every turn...every twist...very nice! thank you!
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