Learning to love what can never belong to us

Some people have concrete hearts
From steps taken on too many sidewalks
Too many cab rides, insulated
From the whisper of wind in the trees
Eyes fixed on screens, faces lit by florescent lighting
The noise of people who only
Want to hear their own voices speaking
The assent of people …
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