Like the man in the maze,
Or the one lost in a desert.
Amidst all this movement,
Among all this bustle
I am lost
Let's search for an oasis
Moments of silence.
But first shut your ears,
The honking of horns is too much.
Your own voice fades to a murmur
Lost.
But first close your eyes.
Vision hides us from ourselves -
Focusing on everyone
Blurring us.
As if at the corners of a photograph,
Lost.
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