Faces flow past in angry harmony,
Blinking towards the ground in silent protest of the day’s persistent ending.
I stand close as families scatter listlessly like unbending watercolor insects across a shadowed landscape,
Ink streaking forgottenly from rhythmic feet.
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I just finished a novel I thought you might like; the 1960's rewritten edition of "Bread and Wine" by Ignazio Silone.
And still; you are not alone.
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