Mistaken Identity

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    Mistaken Identity

    In my dreams I thought I saw a man I knew. So I ran up to him, calling his name but he never turned around.

    I thought to myself how could he ignore me like that. By the time I got to him I realized he was not the person I thought he was.

    To think I was so sure, how could I have been so wrong? He walked like him, he was built like him. I would have almost bet on it.

    Because he took my breath away, he made me dream about how great life could be, and at the sametime make me think I was th eonly one in the world.

    OOPS my bad Mistaken Identity
    I thought you were LOVE

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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