Waiting…

Is this even a purpose?
I doubt its depth,
Leaving behind ages,
We breathe in its edge…

Folks passing by,
Philosophy haunts the mind Equality lies as base,
Forgetting the fires of flames…

Was it worth,
Sharing the warmth with those shady figures?
Were the rugged life surface,
Only introduces “STRANGERS”!

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