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down, but not out

 

a rare day
off.

sitting al fresco during
a visit to my favorite
coffee house.

a gentleman passes
by,
two large backpacks
with suitcase in
tow.

we make eye
contact,

I ask,
"how's it going?"

he responds,
"well...i'm still here,
 man."

time had carved a
masterpiece of
weariness
on his
face.

he smiled and
moved
on.

"I'm still here,
 man..."

yep,

that's all we
get.



 
Written by buddhakitty
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