So many exist you know

They come and often go

When you least expect a need

A personality may provide a read

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Of that mind that entered a new space

Wearing garments just like your own

Yet realized the exterior tends to erase

What little comparisons might be known

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Words talking about being his true self within

Last weekend he endeavored a spiritual being

Traveling slow in a world a soul might only imagine

Miles apart from a reality we face constantly living

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This coffee shop exists being here now whether

We see the same faces, attitudes alone together

Or new sets of identities fill the leather chairs

Sipping lattes, keeping journals – who is it cares

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Have you ever wandered down a certain avenue

Thinking quietly about each time you really knew