Stolen identity.

Stolen identity.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When what you say
is not how you seem,

I hear what you are saying,
but it's not who you are.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Now this spirals into sense and excellent writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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