#1832-Different
06/08/2022
Reality is at times painted.
Disguised, in everyday life.
For some it matters not.
They’re the lucky ones,
Smiling with the sun,
As days drift along.
Others find it hard,
Not to notice the rust.
Questioning life,
Hoping to understand,
And perhaps sleep calmly,
On dark, stormy nights.
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