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mainly because I couldn't remember his name And although it is very likely that he could not remember my name Or even my face; I still should have said hello, hi, or hey;</p><p id="9a59">It would not have mattered, If I was compensated with a look of surprise, and a hasty, confused word;</p><p id="41ab">Because I would have fulfilled my, deeper desires, my nagging, Gut feeling;</p><p id="fc5b">He is the one whom I should have greeted Before all those others to whom I raised a friendly hand,</p><p id="bfd0">For he is the one who, Most deeply called for a greeting, With his lonely eyes;</p><p id="b8ef">I can now see that the unhappiness in his eyes Held the greatest opportunity for remedy

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</p><p id="a8dc">Next time I will make my presence known to him, That lonely acquaintance.</p><p id="d8b5"><i>© Daniel Barry, 2021</i></p><div id="75f8" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/unceasing-variation-a28e512dc9f"> <div> <div> <h2>Unceasing Variation</h2> <div><h3>A poem on change.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*[email protected])"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

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Concerning Cowardice

and its symptoms

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I walked past an acquaintance today; It wasn't the first time I had made this passage;

My gaze was fixed ahead of me; As if I had conveniently found myself some fascinating distraction;

It’s mainly because I couldn't remember his name And although it is very likely that he could not remember my name Or even my face; I still should have said hello, hi, or hey;

It would not have mattered, If I was compensated with a look of surprise, and a hasty, confused word;

Because I would have fulfilled my, deeper desires, my nagging, Gut feeling;

He is the one whom I should have greeted Before all those others to whom I raised a friendly hand,

For he is the one who, Most deeply called for a greeting, With his lonely eyes;

I can now see that the unhappiness in his eyes Held the greatest opportunity for remedy

Next time I will make my presence known to him, That lonely acquaintance.

© Daniel Barry, 2021

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