If only we looked
like whatever we are going through…

a professional retoucher
would be too busy
with his own image
not minding what others looked like.
A mother
would be engrossed
with clearing her own bushes
foregoing the thoughts of motherhood.
Every nook
would be filled with
people reeking of their own dirt
with no other person affected.

The world
would be a safe place
only for the child
who is not an orphan
a parent without life struggles.


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