Sometimes I don’t know what the world is like anymore.
It sways and tips and then moves two steps backwards.
I see the lack of compassion and the shallow eyes that never look up,
to afraid to speak without the use of facebook or text messaging.
Sometimes it is a cocoon that I wrap myself in and find contact with those
who do smile.
It is the other half of the street that stays away from the touch of humanity.
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