Their Faces
when the day fades to a memory
the dim streetlights birth shadows on the wall
he trod promptly each step with intention
lonely clouds drifted among the stars
like boats in the roaring ocean
tireless waves lapping the stern
an orchestra of noise seem to surround him
yet the streets were empty
he is alone in his head but ears can hear him
in the depths of his conscious eyes can see him
faces surround him so close and yet distant
he cannot escape them no matter the time
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