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Is this what you think of me?
You are taking liberties I am what you cannot see Part of me is always free And if you must show your hand At least try to understand You know nothing more than me Of what it means to be
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Added on April 20, 2018 Last Updated on November 30, 2018 AuthorJack BairdDundee, Tayside , United KingdomAboutI write stories and poems as a hobby. My favourite styles are haiku, short poems and anything that takes a creative approach to everyday things more..Writing
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