Thinking Unheard Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thinking Unheard



Every time when in a restaurant, I look around at
other people, realizing that I don't know a lot
of them.
It echoes and rebounds into thousands and hundreds
of thousands that I don't know and very likely may
never know in life.
It boggles the mind at times, when deep in thought.

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