Am feeling very much like someone else.
Don't know what name I deserve.
Don't know if I have one at all.
Wish it wasn't you that I couldn't talk to.
Don't recognise this water, these eyes.
Don't believe this is anything like the end.
Know I love you.
Think I'm missing.
Think ‘I' is missing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Wow Brittle, you are such a great poet. Splendid work done, keep it up. Please read my new poems 'Letter to Schools' and 'The Realisation'.