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#cityliving
i watched a man lie there between the end of a fire and the means to another red. yellow. green. strangers watching at the stoplight it doesn't mean anything motionless and turning blue last breaths mean nothing - when you're living on concrete "look away, cross the street" "eyes down, windows up" cardboard signs winter coats shopping carts broken totes flashing lights ticking clocks i watched a man lie there and i never got to see him get back up.
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Nov 21, 2024
Nov 21, 2024 at 10:56 PM UTC
Watching from the Window
I knew already what has again been proven that people are kind and human kindness is moving After all the hurt and trials they reach out with velvet hands to carress a small dog their voices hightened to make it wag its tail they smile back brightly the child in each of them still thriving as they look out to the world in curiosity and wonder they open up their hearts so easily so willingly as if family means much more than what it says on the tin and flustered they take compliments and share their wisdom with eyes and minds full of story Such small things really make you wonder how we could create war when there's beauty in our core
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Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 7:37 PM UTC
Human kindness
It's taking all of me to not spiral out of control into madness The world's capacity is full and i'm a grain of sand
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Jul 4, 2021
Jul 4, 2021 at 12:22 PM UTC
Life lessons in the city