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Aug 2012
it has been a long time since
I have been around so many
people, each one with their
lives, their thoughts and ideas,
their questions, their families,
their personalities, and their
problems

walking across campus, trying
to find lunch, I enter and leave
too many lives to count and that
leaves me wondering:

what changes because I walked
across the campus today? did a
girl see me and suddenly find her
boyfriend unsavory? did a man
laugh at me, and feel better? did
a professor feel the presence of
a young soul, rearing to learn,
and somehow feel lifted?

so being around all these people
gives a new meaning to my life;
it has impact. even if no purpose

what little waves do we
never know we make?
Overwhelmed
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