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Misty Interviews


Photo by Anderson Rian on Unsplash

The mirror on the wall cannot tell it all
Neither a map marked where I’ve been
My mind contains a mixture of moments
A mask of what I’m feeling deep within.

Metaphors and doors left open
Passageways leading to a solid wall
Dreams of the past fleet by so fast
To a leafy glade where the teardrops fall.



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David Rudder

David Rudder


Top writer in Poetry. I am a diarist and write poetry to reflect my thoughts.