There are faces we loose and faces we never forget.
With oceans and mountains and mammoths between we still carry all the faces we lost. One day we meet our witness and find no defense. There is only one face to wear, the one we once lost. So I kindly ask: when you walk the life and a traffic light turns red, don't look for it. Even if a lost face crosses the street and find your eyes, don't look. Let it pass. Right behind you will meet a man or a woman asking what way to take.
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