I saw strangers smiled
in the wilderness of streets.
Then I missed myself.
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 4:27 PM UTC
I saw strangers smiled
in the wilderness of streets.
Then I missed myself.
I was just another passerby spectating the smiling lady who vends cigars and candies on the sidewalk; the smiling newspaper guy; the smiling pedestrians; the smiley subtle faces of fellow by-passers. Each smile was just painfully bright.
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