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Jul 2017
and there they sat
each passerby
with vivid lives
the urge to cry

magnificent words
on some of their tongues
and a song to sing
in each of their lungs

the hand they bear
some never know
and I think we
must learn to grow
sonder: the realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as one's own.
Elise Jaco
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Elise Jaco  USA
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