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I’ve been starting to think about the people you see in passing, The ones that captivate you for a few moments. In those moments, you see a future, “What could be”, “What can be”, “What won’t be.” After all, it was just a brief second. A brushed shoulder. An accidental glance. An unrequited instant of significance. The ones that leave the greatest impressions, Are the ones that leave you with the most wonder. Who are you? Who do you want to be?
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:32 AM UTC
Strangers
I’ve been starting to think about the people you see in passing, The ones that captivate you for a few moments. In those moments, you see a future, “What could be”, “What can be”, “What won’t be.” After all, it was just a brief second. A brushed shoulder. An accidental glance. An unrequited instant of significance. The ones that leave the greatest impressions, Are the ones that leave you with the most wonder. Who are you? Who do you want to be?
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 8:32 AM UTC
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