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Dear desolate eyes, I write this letter as I reflect upon the fog that breathed around you on a heavy damp day back in September and all I could remember was how you stood on the corner of my eye dressed in a three piece fitted suit that dripped down over your boney frame. And then the rain came soaking your presence with a familiar sound of invisibility but you seemed to embrace it as you clutched the earth’s tears with shivering lips and buckling knees that lowered down into shallow puddles of loneliness and distance; a distance that could only be healed by a simple connection. And I walked past you that day failing to recognize your wardrobe of hidden emotion and the raspy voice of your soul calling out for help. I walked past only wanting to see you as a stranger but you needed me to see you as someone so to whom this may concern I apologize for not seeing the deep sadness in your eyes and although it’s too late, I apologize for not trying you off with a “hello” and P.S. I’m sorry for not remembering your name. sincerely, another stranger who walked by.
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Jul 7, 2012
Jul 7, 2012 at 10:21 PM UTC
To Whom This May Concern
Dear desolate eyes, I write this letter as I reflect upon the fog that breathed around you on a heavy damp day back in September and all I could remember was how you stood on the corner of my eye dressed in a three piece fitted suit that dripped down over your boney frame. And then the rain came soaking your presence with a familiar sound of invisibility but you seemed to embrace it as you clutched the earth’s tears with shivering lips and buckling knees that lowered down into shallow puddles of loneliness and distance; a distance that could only be healed by a simple connection. And I walked past you that day failing to recognize your wardrobe of hidden emotion and the raspy voice of your soul calling out for help. I walked past only wanting to see you as a stranger but you needed me to see you as someone so to whom this may concern I apologize for not seeing the deep sadness in your eyes and although it’s too late, I apologize for not trying you off with a “hello” and P.S. I’m sorry for not remembering your name. sincerely, another stranger who walked by.
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Jul 7, 2012
Jul 7, 2012 at 10:21 PM UTC
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