Walk on a Friday
- Jeremy Niles

- Aug 25, 2017
- 1 min read

Along the cove, along the cove
How I strive to be above
Above the monkey mind that drives
In this modern chaos thrives.
Beach, sand the extent of the land
Jostling the throng, millions with plans
Strangers, unknown silent cares
Shoulder slumping more than can bear.
Strangers, people living a life discreet
We both just happen to be in this street.
But our eyes did not even meet.
The moment in time so fleet.


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