a small world

because as often as we think we change, we remain who we always are

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

at a meeting
exploring options
talk swiftly changes
when business cards are exchanged
it’s that last name
bells ring
suddenly a call is made
across seas an ocean
seven hours away
and names faces
a world reappears
what was new
is now familiar
a small world
isn’t it
getting smaller every day
and suddenly
you are who you were
who you always
have been

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