#1457-Ends
27/07/2021
Tilted, worn out, alone.
Hiding visible cracks,
As much as it can.
Surrounded by peace.
Carrying stories,
Painted by strangers,
Along the way.
Tears, laughter, anger,
Hopelessness, joy.
A rainbow of emotions,
That’ll go untold.
So is life.
A strange movie,
In multiple dimensions,
That ends in time.
When that is,
No one knows.
Not even an old,
Worn out bench,
Looking for a new home.
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