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Spectacles

Five stories up, I watch the people

Miniature lives I see them go by

Thoughts. Loves. Burdens. Losses.

Complexities I will never know

Broken into fractions

Tiny particles, spectacles.

We are dust.

And time ticks, tocks.

Never once it stops.

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monica-rose
American
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Aug 13, 2010
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