Strangers

in poetry •  8 years ago 

The strangers walk among our race
Entering lives, then gone, no trace

For the perfect love, they come to find
For beauty and fortune, love's not blind

They seek excitement, the standard's high
Average scores need not apply

For in modern times, we're a click away
Hello, goodbye, the strangers play

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