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In the blurr of people walking past eachother
I wonder if they are thinking of life’s purpose.
It’s a frightening feeling knowing I may be the only one noticing these events in life.
Yet I look closely and others very well are observing others just like me.
Are they sad? Are they lonely? Are they happy? Or in love?
I wonder.
Are these people fulfilling life in vain or taking things in play,
Going day by day.
I wish they come to realize that life is beautiful once it’s being led.
Often I think how much longer will they be on this earth.
I pray they are clinging to a hope.
What is he thinking about? What is she thinking about?
I wonder.