self-portraitA Poem by Emily Brough workYour mind painted a picture of me once as I lay, body and mind at rest. It seems to me today that there are so many facets of me that can't be captured by even the most skillful artist. I am practised at cunning camoflauge. I cloak and cover and conceal when the world wanders too close.
But you still see me. You uncover my disguise pull away my veil. © 2011 Emily BFeatured Review
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