A stranger passes you on the street
You both look each others way
Sometimes you simply feel nothing
Sometimes you feel connected somehow
I love to just people watch
Sitting there as they go about their day
Some people you would like
Some people you would not
All our paths maybe intertwined
We know not how or why
Never ignore that connection
That you sometimes get
Upon meeting someone new
You never know how much
That person may touch your life
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Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
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