sometimes it feels like
the world is keeping secrets from me
a magical potion everyone is taking
that make them more beautiful, intelligent
than me
some elusive clocking device
the more they hide, the more secure it becomes
I wonder if they confide in each other
their best kept con
I wonder if they think I have one, too
elleguyence 
Hmmm… I wonder
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Such a beautiful expression of what you’re feeling. . .
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This poem reaches out and asks me to reflect. Excellent!
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Nice written poem, heart touching, I feel so good to it.
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My guess is, probably! We often think we are the only ones experiencing something when in reality, we are more alike than we are different. Good food for thought, Elle!
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