There is a man in a park in the neighborhood I live in. He is a fascinating human. My love of writing and photographer has gotten me in this mess. To observe and watch all of his actions and the park itself. The mystery of why he sits there still st...
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There's a man who sits on a bench that is standing in between the lake and the meadow. There's a man with brown hair turning silver. His onyx eyes at beginning to turn gray showing he's going blind. His face is beginning to sag and wrinkle up. His hair not only is turning silver but falling out as well. There's a man who sits on a bench from the beginning of the first sign of winter and tomorrow I'll talk to him.
