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The bus |
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Starfish Junior Member
since 1999-07-20
Posts 34New Zealand |
The bus driver is unsure if anyone is human today, I smile, reassure him; this is the communter world of silence and uncaught gazes, everyone who climbs on board is in another place, detached, alone, I break the silence and talk to the person next to me she transforms from commuter to human being in under a second, the conversaation falls into the rhythm of the bus as it leaves the city behind; over the bridge is my town and as the bus lurches closer to its final destination the pace slows so I have time to notice the flat bottom clouds. |
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Princess Lily Member
since 1999-07-13
Posts 149USA |
 ------------------ We see only what we want to see~unless perhaps~we believe *A rose is a rose it withers and dies...so long as you keep it the memories stay alive* |
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