People standing on the streets
Face covered with a mask;
Conversations covered with hands
Protecting a very secretive task.
When
Finding
A True Friend
Coming Home To
The Hidden Room Here
Watching People Talking
About Anything New...So...
Delighted...With Excitement...Run
Towards The Window...Opening...Knob
Smile...At Them...For Existing...Finally.
Chilling on the sides...with hood on,
Little Chats With Strangers...brings hope and blessing,
Another time and Another day,
More chats...times passing.
Lightning strikes back,
Strangers remain as strangers;
Still, smiles and Love;
Never knowing name...still smile and crack some laughters.
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Blessings,
Joker44