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The Ghost in the Crowd.
Copy write (c) M.Howeidi/aka/Zanymars
A smile. A nod. A greeting.
Noise. All around. And activity.
Through this a figure watches; sounds, in its ears beating.
A quietness about it most take as serenity.
A laugh. A joke. A tease.
'Tis the mood of the room all around.
Everyone enjoying themselves that time seemed, for them, to cease.
The figure is with them, in the thick of the crowd.
A wave. A happy expression. A hug.
'Tis this love and contact that shapes our lives.
Even if everyone at one point wanted an earplug.
But that's normal to happen at least once in our lives.
But a figure back up from all this. It's you.
You look around, you're in the thick of it.
How come you're so detached and seem to glide through?
You leave for a while, just for the sake of it.
You look back again.