Common voiceA Poem by Jon Roggie
I was mistaken for a German exchange student.
It was during my first year of German. I pick up accents. I don't try to imitate. I fall into it. You hold a conversation, and subtle things start to happen. You start to sound like the person next to you. Talking chameleon. Now, some would think I was taking it lightly. Having a laugh. No. I stopped, and listened. Joined a conversation. Connected. All of our voices sound the same.
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1 Review Added on November 5, 2016 Last Updated on November 5, 2016 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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