When walking through my day with my eyes wired shut
Sometimes I’m oblivious to the fractured souls dissolving before my eyes:
The old man with his shopping trolley as his closest companion.
The old lady staring into her coffee cup pleading for the meaning of life.
The business man sketching his latest innovation trying to aviod his day job because he cannot take another minute not living out his dream.
Still they dissolve.

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