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The Crowd
There is a continuous crowd-
Many people come and many go
With their business about
To make us smile or
They leave us morose
But most of them don’t matter.
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I see unknown faces
Some are known but now they look away
Or maybe I look away too
And who cares
We all move on to the future
And future always has something for us.
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Some care for us, some don’t
For some we are mere business
About how they can mint money
Out of us and their behaviour
Is likewise but who cares?
Each is on its own
And that’s okay
Because you ain’t alone,
Everybody is.
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We are here to do our karma
And we will go away
To Divine or to another body
It really depends on us
And who cares?
