
Stumbled upon a beautiful poem today.
While You Slept(by Les Marcott)
While you slept, the world still turned on its axis.
The sun still shone brightly somewhere.
People loved, people hated.
People died in freak accidents.
People were gruesomely murdered.
Somewhere a clown cried.
A mime spoke the unspeakable.
A promise was broken.
A friendship betrayed.
The perfect stranger in the midst of his imperfection exceeded all expectations.
Read the entire poem here.
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