Shadows lying in the sun, bathing their darkened corners
and enjoying an afternoon breeze blowing gently across
their faces.
Movement being seen within when actually looking at them,
basking in the sunlight, capturing the essence of what it
is they are hiding behind.
Living in their own environments, happily being ignored
by everyone, not caring or complaining about anything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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