You sit down in the park
and listen.
What are they thinking?
Pretty soon
their narratives fly out
from their walking,
from their infidelities.
You go home and reflect.
Life is happening.
Life has meaning.
You sit down in the park
and listen.
What are they thinking?
Pretty soon
their narratives fly out
from their walking,
from their infidelities.
You go home and reflect.
Life is happening.
Life has meaning.
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