Faces

Often we are placed in front of others, surrounded by faces, but not just that. Every face is an expression therefor a memory, a problem, a happiness or simply a though that is lost in the blink do an eye or kept for ever in the pupil of an eyeball.
We are surrounded by faces, faces of strangers that share, somehow our same life’s. Maybe, just maybe when we struggle another stranger is struggling for the same reason and maybe just maybe we are happy because of the same causes.
When we share a tear of pure glory and satisfaction, in the other side of the world, the other side of the street, or perhaps the other side of the room someone is feeling our same feeling.
At the end of the day it all comes to the face we look at in the mirror. The face I cover up with make up, the face you hide under an umbrella or that beautiful face that no one seems to understand.
We are surrounded by faces, lots of faces from strangers.

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