Collided

A Faded Romantic's Notebook

Seven billion souls

milling round

in confusion

in frustration

in desolation

in isolation

in depression

in anticipation

in expectation

in hope

on this relentlessly

spinning planet.

Somehow ours

collided.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not one of my new posts. But when souls collide ….

Art by Hamish Blakely

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