Passer by Crossed the path of a passer by.. Stopped and stared eyes deprived... Deepest blue, sadness reigns. Windows to the soul, crushed by dreams. Eyes so hollow stared back at me, overwhelming compassion targeting me.. Turmoil gripped me tight, a hated feeling of no might. Do I reach out? Do I try? The rescuing of a Passer By.. Lifting my hand to touch a cheek, to keep a tear from leaving a streak.. The skin was cold, smooth as glass. I traced a tear in the mirror facing me..
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