Alone



Visiting
The Arc de Triumphe
And - of the hundreds
Swirling about -

Not one knows me
Nor I them.

But not only here,
All over the world
Billions of people

And I don't know a single one of them
Nor does even one of them know me.

China, Japan, India
A whole continent
Trillions of people
Unknown to me and I to them

Except in this little place
I call home!

The people in books
Are not flesh and blood
Have no substance
But I spend hours with them
And they keep me company
On lonely nights

And are forgotten
As soon as the book is closed!

Is this called "knowing"?

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