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Essential They smile and wave but have no clue who lives behind each face. They share a street, a neighborhood, yet wall-off their own space. This planet’s vast, a residence for all the human race. Unseal your heart; see through their eyes. Love’s vital to our place. ~ ~ ~ 12 lines Poet’s Place Café prompt: Sweetbriar form ( two six-line stanzas / syllables of 4-4-6-4-4-6 per line in each stanza / rhyme scheme of x-x-a-x-x-a per stanza, x being unrhymed ) (12.23.22) |