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Fingerprints
Today I sat back
and I thought about the scent
I thought about the temperature
the lighting
the colors and the materials that surround
but above all
I thought about the people next to me
in front of me
behind me
the people before me
there are fingerprints everywhere
it blows my mind to know that everything I have touched
someone else has touched before me
somebody so foreign, but so familiar
how?
everything that comes into my life, that I do, that I own
was once a subject of someone else
influence and passion
hard work and discretion
creativity and awareness
we are all the same
today I sat back
and I thought
what makes us better than another?
and I thought about the scent
I thought about the temperature
the lighting
the colors and the materials that surround
but above all
I thought about the people next to me
in front of me
behind me
the people before me
there are fingerprints everywhere
it blows my mind to know that everything I have touched
someone else has touched before me
somebody so foreign, but so familiar
how?
everything that comes into my life, that I do, that I own
was once a subject of someone else
influence and passion
hard work and discretion
creativity and awareness
we are all the same
today I sat back
and I thought
what makes us better than another?
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