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Jul 2013
Faces, faces lost in the crowd
Planes coming in and planes going out
With the hustle and bustle a soul can get lost
If I talk to this person, how much time will it cost?
Not a thing will I loose but only I'll gain
Look at her soul, she could be going through pain
Maybe she is, maybe she's not
But could I spare a minute?
A lifetime's been bought.
Sometimes we don't know what people could be going through, and stopping to talk to them could change there day.
Audrey Illena
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Audrey Illena  F/Georgia
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