15.February.18


Lights aglow, windows illuminated: someone is home. Comfort that others are near–peaceful in their cubi-homes. Would they help if their door sounded an SOS? Lights and moving shadows. Is it a nebbish or a soul of sisu? Fondness carried in petto for one of the lit space’s denizens; hope that reciprocation may lead us out–under the sky stars, wishing on us that which we whisper to them. ; )

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