On the surface life seems alright, no one can tell how we
feel, or if we're going through traumatic times, loss or
death of family members or friends.
Being human, having a heart filled with compassion, feel-
ing another's sorrow, talking, listening, helping at times,
a stranger, that we may never meet again.
although we've lessened their burden by listening to them,
commenting, being present in the moment, many times feeling
somewhat better just because someone was there for them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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