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All Just Some Familiar Strangers: A Poem

Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.

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I merely smile when they tell me "I'm just like you"

there's a world between us that we can't see

what I am all about they don't have a clue

that little in common doesn't define me.


Nobody knows me better than I

and I'm still discovering who I am

no matter how hard anyone may try

it would be like extracting fruit from jam.


People are strangers much more than they know

disclosing selectively how much they choose

so it's all nothing but a spectacular show

either upsetting or meant to amuse.


Actors being audience at same time

laboring so hard to meet half way

all confessions not worth a dime

enigmas no matter what we say.


Language we use doesn't bring us closer

for those are lies we collectively cherish

and trying to read others' mind, no sir

good for us, or else we might perish.


So here I am, a stranger to me

and more of it to you as well

it's the only truth I can see

others so reluctant to tell.

© 2021 Val Karas

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