The magic carpet ride eh!

The magic carpet ride eh!

A Poem by andrew mitchell
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a scribble having no purpose, no end!

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The magic carpet ride eh!
Behind your veil
removed,
I saw deceit
in your secrecy
on what I believed
was a myth.
In fact, I found
reality instead,
brushed under
the carpet,
the legend
now dead.
Finally, I see you 
for what you are,
a puff of smoke
no more.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on January 2, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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