Shrouded Faces

If we faced once in a faceless crowd
Then turned and looked some other way,
As though the world misplaced a word
Was spaced both in spirit and in letter
We better both be off this race we're on
Has had us at the line to find it's gone
Time to see our mirror wear a shroud
If we faced once in a faceless crowd.



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-02-09 at 01:24

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