Arrogance (Tanka) by Lynn Stillman

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Aug 5

We pass in the halls
It's as if I don't exist.
My name forgotten.
Your arrogance and your looks,
your true face lies behind.

Written by

Lynn Stillman 61/F/Auburn, California

(61/F/Auburn, California)

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