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Faces Of The Man Stark realities that darkened innocence, hide in the crevices of his paper face. An enigma, his mystery reflected in eyes, that discerns the reckless disdain of fools. Hidden contemplations mirror his soul awash on a face that searches in the night. Enchanting his smile,that inhales the essence of a snow covered mountain. His face soaked from years of insensible wanderings,the cab driver is alive. Eyes dancing he traces his vision and the photograph talks to the world. A mother's love held a "face like no other", and kissed its tender look goodbye. The woman loves the faces of the man,that now blends in the harmony of their lives |
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