Post by @CubanWindow / Thanks to Mark for sharing
Life moves around me, the sidewalk knows my steps by heart.
The breaking news, an Amber alert, 3 advertisements and a couple of calls are running with me the daily race.
The coldness in the faces surpasses that of my cheeks.
From the lonely corner, her corner, she extends her bare hand and tells us her story.
Behind the wall, a cartoon character emerges with our flag over the rubble of a ruined city.
I am in a hurry and I leave behind me the bare hand.
Her pain hurts me as much as the coldness on the faces that surpasses the one of my cheeks.
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