Sonder

by Harshita aged 12

Sonder
I walk the roads; no destination in mind
I wander, lost and alone
Looking around; people I find
Insignificant lives, compared to my own
Random strangers; billions of them surround the streets
Yet each has a life as complex as mine
Each, like me, hiding behind a smile so discreet
Each having their own life prime
And now I am the one feeling insignificant
I feel sonder

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