We are strangers
The whole planet
Even the people we live with, the people we come from
Connected and disconnected
In each of us is something so foreign, we barely comprehend it
And certainly no one else can
All our secrets, all our thoughts
Separating us
Making us distant
We reach across this divide
We hold out our hands
And our fingers brush each other's
This is as close as we can hope for


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