Many voices all at speech,
As I focus in on only one at this time,
Then I jump to another:
Broken-
Conversations.
No meaning but there's no need,
For they'll be gone soon enough,
A vanished person
And finally a lost thought,
Among many others to be forgotten.
Knowing everyone,
But not really knowing anyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem