
Day by day I send my gaze into this crowded hall;
Month by month, you shuffle past my portion of the wall
As year by year I linger here, and camouflage my thoughts
Behind my famous cryptic smile; connecting all the dots,
I see your secret hidden pain, I see your deepest hopes
Etched in pen upon each face; I read how each soul copes
With ragged edge of ragged life; with joys and sorrows lined
I trace the story of each heart – through centuries combined,
Perfected is my vista which, discerning, I can view.
While you are straining to see me, I’m watching all of you!
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