A poem I write
Does not reflect me
My beliefs and mindset
My random thoughts
Flickering ideas
Appear magically
Some one else shoes
Not my size
I wear brand new
Not stolen from
Temples of supreme web
It pinches sometimes
It fits sometimes
But on all
I walk erect and straight
Don’t take it seriously
Don’t read between the lines
I am
What I am
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