Distractions swift us into
Lands of unimaginable self-absorption.
where faceless people
Sit,
Walk,
Talk,
Live,
Beside us
But we don't care.
We're too afraid
To care about
Serendipity,
About the odds.
Throw it(fear) down
The deepness
Of the ocean.
Where it will wash
Itself
into
Community.
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 7:20 PM UTC
Distractions swift us into
Lands of unimaginable self-absorption.
where faceless people
Sit,
Walk,
Talk,
Live,
Beside us
But we don't care.
We're too afraid
To care about
Serendipity,
About the odds.
Throw it(fear) down
The deepness
Of the ocean.
Where it will wash
Itself
into
Community.
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