Walking through life, like walking through time.
The distance,the soles of my feet imprinted.
A tattoo on this path.
Through strides,I breath the same air you breath.

Time moves,a constant rotation.
Shoulder brush past each other swiftly.

A murmur,of an apology.
I steer,
You don't see me.
I don't see you.

We have all become invisible

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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