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Road To Nowhere
If only my ears
Were sometimes blind
And my eyes
Occasionally deaf
And not to taste
The smells
Nor sense
The numbness
Of prejudice
I could pretend
That the World
Was a happy abode
Whilst wavering away
From realities road
by Jemia
Were sometimes blind
And my eyes
Occasionally deaf
And not to taste
The smells
Nor sense
The numbness
Of prejudice
I could pretend
That the World
Was a happy abode
Whilst wavering away
From realities road
by Jemia
Published 6th May 2022
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6th May 2022 11:34pm
Wow! Very unique poem, thanks for the new and fresh approach. Hugs and peace. Oral
