CORRIDOR

10/3/2020

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Lonely sidewalks pass, not lightly under me.

Looking at what others miss, directly at what’s in front.

Different shades, different site. A straining is coaxed to a new normal. Lightly flex our realities

If only we looked.

Not what you think is strange truly is; Upon arrival you’ll see it is no longer.

Variety is the spice of life, they say.