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Nov 2020
The expectations in my head
overgrown and make a mess
the idea it has been spread
to let go gives me distress
why do I set the bar so high
to myself I tell this big lie
reality can not compete
it leaves me feeling bittersweet
I'd really love some feedback on my first peom
Written by
El  F
(F)   
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     The Gray Wolf and Eshwara Prasad
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