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There is a world forgotten,
In words I left a your door,
There is a face mistaken
In masks I dropped by chance;
There is a dream trapped
In the path we take daily,
There is a calling of my pack
In the nights I roam freely.
The only reason I was inspired to write this poem is because some one referred me as one of her poet friend. And I had to justify that I am still a poet. ????????
Submitted to Open Link Night @ Dverse