Andrew D Robertson
Amidst Myself - Poem by Andrew D Robertson
As I stood there, rooted to the ground, I was swarmed, yet, untouched. I was alone. I was not seen, nor heard. I am the leaf blown free from the tree, blown into a throng of weeds and forgotten. I am the scrape on a knee no one ever talks about. I am incomplete...an unfinished thought.
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