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Strangers
January 13, 2021
We meet as the crowds pass by
As your face becomes familiar;
Your laugh is embedded in my head
We love as the sun fades;
As the night passes I become more attached
We forget as you slip away;
Your hand is no longer the missing piece
We remember the way we felt;
As the memories reappear
© Emily M., Milford, CT
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I always think about the impressions others have on me and me to them. It is quite insane the way the world works and how we know so many people but at the same time we know no one.