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a commonality of odds
walked past
you on the
street
barely noticed
you were
there
shadows
passing
under
the sun
moments
fade
photos
fade
memories
fade
the light in
a strangers
eyes fade
fingers of
cruelty brushing
across the face of
a life never known,
never remembered
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