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He has the moon in his eyes. This boy who stands still as the others rush by. His stop is brief - he just wants to have a look around But by the time he turns back, the others have turned the corner. A corner. Some corner. What corner? He turns down every street, every side alley but finds only the cracked lanes of empty sidewalks. Lost, he continues to wander searching for someone who knows his way or at the very least is just as lost.
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Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 8:17 PM UTC
hoping to be found
He has the moon in his eyes. This boy who stands still as the others rush by. His stop is brief - he just wants to have a look around But by the time he turns back, the others have turned the corner. A corner. Some corner. What corner? He turns down every street, every side alley but finds only the cracked lanes of empty sidewalks. Lost, he continues to wander searching for someone who knows his way or at the very least is just as lost.
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Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 8:17 PM UTC
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