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Mirror Mirror On the Wall

when beggars no longer knock on the window of our car at the traffic signal they’ve judged our apathy whilst we dwell in our comfort zone oblivious to our demeanour reflected in hardened facial lines 17-January-2023
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Buhagiar Avatar
January 16, 2023 at 10:56 PM
A supposedly rich country and yet full of beggars and the homeless. Compassion has gone with the wind.
Wolf Avatar
January 16, 2023 at 7:10 PM
100,000 per cent, Seeker. Astute observation. :) gw
Seeker Avatar
January 16, 2023 at 7:28 PM
time then to soften attention and gentle heart
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