With our fellow human beings
Just to know that we still live
Are going through these feelings
Each and every day that passes
People seem to slip and fall away
Distance becomes insurmountable
We are insulated: held to ransom
By thoughts of better days but
Many times we are blinded
To the beauty right before us
Simple things we ignore because
Other dreams get in the way...
If only we could appreciate each moment?
They are those which make up our days
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