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Abstraction Of Our Lives

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The man I am, nobody can see.
A forest of faces chases me
to make up the tale of my life.
I've always lived
in the image of those who look at me.

I belong to everyone's abstraction
and even I don't know the real nature of people;
I had a father and mother according to my creation,
and I have covered my loves and hatreds
with the disguises of my thought.
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Sunday, April 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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COMMENTS
Bernard F. Asuncion 28 April 2019
An excellent poem, sir Alexandro....10+++++++++++
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Alexandro Johns 28 April 2019
thanks for your comment, friend poet.
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