Sea of Men

People come and go
like tides and ocean waves,
never stopping, never ending.
The pace is but so fast.

Strange people echo
in the ceiling.
All the whispering...
So much feeling being breathed.

One of a million,
thousands of billions,
we are not alone.
This has just begun.

The sea of life
flows everyday,
the circle must complete.
No time to waste!
The never-ending pace
of millions making haste.

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