RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Thinking We Know Others - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Never really knowing everything about ourselves, how do
we think we can know another person?
Unless talking intensely, openly, truthfully, our conver-
sations are just empty words with no connection to the
We never seem to think of this as we allow ourselves to
feel close to another without really knowing them at all.
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