Just faces

on the street,

in the mall,

flashing by on the interstate,

smiling perhaps,

And gone.

Worlds passing

With their

Intricate networks

of meaning and purpose,

plans and dreams,

ambition and hope,

fear and grief untold.

But, no time to spare

For more than a smile,

perhaps.

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