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Aug 2019
Drifting Among Strangers

There is silence in the crowd.
The hubbub quelled
And a stillness found.

There is peace in the thousand eyes.
And gentleness upon the lips
That freeze frame smiles in passing.

There is calm in the togetherness.
Where heartbeats pulse and life flows
A oneness in our presence.

There is acceptance and belonging.
Yet identity remains a secret,
Forever unknown, but acknowledged, welcomed.

There are no words, nothing.
And the silence is an idyll
As we drift among strangers.
What bliss to drift among strangers. A desired anonymity, but your presence welcomed. An acceptance unchallenged.
Anthony Frobisher
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Anthony Frobisher  51/M/Worcester, UK
(51/M/Worcester, UK)   
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