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Sep 2013
Most of us are lost in thought,
masked by the anonymity
of our life's commute,
unaware of the camera so
directly upon us.
We unknowingly allow our
inner selves to be seen.

Once life becomes rocky,
our carefully crafted personas
begin to slip away as our super-egos
dissolve and our minds begin
to wander aimlessly over our
cares and dreams.
It drifts into an ambient hypnosis
where the silence of the cosmos pervades.

If you're lucky, those few minutes
with your guard let down and your
gaze inexact, will allow you to
find the true solace that
human isolation allows.
Written by
Ann Witt
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