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Friday, 30 May 2014

The man in the suit

Tidy hair golden brown
Red tie and coat soot black
Sporting them with a frown
Playing chess with a knack

The crowd a moving-picture
Everything still inside his mind
Commotion, noise and chaos in a mixture
Inner peace he was yet to find

White, black, orange, yellow
Light played games in others' eyes
His stone-eyes didn't feel the mellow
He never shared his deepest cries

A beautiful young man, he would advance
And would make heads turn
But, this man in the suit spared not a glance
Nobody's smile he would return.

Written for The Magpie Tales: Mag 220.

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