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The Silence of Others

Rubber against asphalt, leather against concrete.
A blanket of smoke, smell of people all around.
All the madness, all the chaos,
The concrete jungle.

Cars and bikes, buses and rails.
The roar of horns, the voices of men.
Footsteps and chatter, as the crowds gather.
Running after time, (yet) always out of time.

Side by side, but never together.
A sea of faces, breeching and linking.
All in silence, (yet) the noises persist.
The noises that make the silence
(of) The people already gone by.
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