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The Little Things

*pic courtesy from pinterest  The little things the little smile the little flower in the corner aisle the little butterfly catches my eye along with  the hovering bee like sketches drawn in the sky look at the little ant fleet just close to my feet the little spider takes a warm seat the little girl who hops on the broken tile while her mother looks right across  the street from a mile I wave at her she waves back the little gestures the little fingers the little spider continues to linger the little heartbeats as humming treats while I pick up the little crumbs from my bread last night

Questionable Faces

Stand out..
As doubts whisper..
There is a murmur right next to me.
Wait that’s someone I know.
Suppressed giggles..
Talkative singles..
Reflections in mirrors..
Scarred glitters.
Faces smile..
When they talk.
Wrecked from a mile..
When they walk.
Past me.
Greetings..
Defeated by not needed baffle.
Battles marched..
While I am lay down parched.
A room filled with imposters..
Ignoring which..
I jump into the roller coaster.
One hell of a ride..
That could have been..
If only thoughts can just subside.

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